Teen Poetry #6 |
For those who deny their maker |
Rise of Truth Member
since 2003-07-12
Posts 59Beneath the Fury Sun |
Venire Facias Was that you? Standing behind as I cut her down, Oh surely your grace her life stolen? A broken glass shard sawed THE NOOSE I TAUGHT Her how to make, Taut it grasped her neck above Silver chain tangling your Cross! Oh life is going so well I’ve only Jesus to thank, Did you impart me strength? When I saw the silhouette swaying And found myself paralyzed by, HER DEAD EYES Did you let the rhetoric of why, Consume my shattered mind Have I found my Jesus Christ? Someday I hope He’ll answer for this “wisdom”. I am the prophet |
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Magia_negra Member
since 2003-07-16
Posts 77CA, USA |
I could feel pain and rage as i was reading it. Although the poem was kind of confusing for me, i liked these strong emotions. ...somos los locos para siempre |
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