Dark Poetry #3 |
Rite of the Vengeful |
Deranger Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498Somewhere, between here and there |
(Quick note: This is supposed to be aligned right, but this forum doesn't allow for that...my artistic license feels so violated!!! hehe) Rite of the Vengeful Though the walls run high and the guards taunt with sighs, but never sleeps, I have been caught once, and now twice shy, never give up, never to die, All I want is to be near, never alone, fists to iron and heart to stone, For their dominion I swear to sway, and to them--shall I bend my ways, The edifice I bid crumble before my rage laid too long in fallow, And follow shall, the legions of dissent and discourse, To the throats of the oppressors I slash, With earth embedded in these fingertips, I crawl from my grave, Deniers of my heart and enslavers of my soul, To their throats I slash! And by candlelight there, I will bathe in the blood of my wardens, Deniers of my heart and enslavers of my soul, Rage laid too long in fallow, my heart once half and half is again whole, To their door I stroll and all their nightmares shall I know, My soul once banished--shall rise again, And all my injustices shall be theirs a thousand fold, They will know the meaning of dust to dust and skin to mold, They will know what becomes of the rage finally found sowed. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Poetic raging there. write on Kethry Those of us who refuse to risk and grow get swallowed up by life. Patty Hansen. |
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AngelShell Member
since 2000-03-01
Posts 446not heaven nor hell so... |
Hey. There's nothing to say, nothing to write. |
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Deranger Member
since 2000-05-10
Posts 498Somewhere, between here and there |
"...and then, there were two..." Spreading insanity, one post at a time |
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