Open Poetry #24 |
Symphony of the Dead |
lukeyd Junior Member
since 2002-12-19
Posts 11 |
So now what do you think? Hearing things that do not pertain to me. Knowing not what to say or do. Thoughts of knowing disappear quickly. Asking why and how all this happens. It does not appear to be distinct. I look into the eyes of life and I cry. The hearts of my neighbors turned sour with hate. Screaming chords of distaste for love and life. Seas of curses swept towards me all at once. Death Death Death is what they chant. Is there no life out there but my own? I fall to my knees in anguish and terror. Crying for the lost and the losing. Knowing not what I can do I cry on. Sorrow creeps around me like an early morning fog. The crowds of darkness attack my soul. The kings and queens of death destroy all my hope. I know not what to do anymore with my life. I continue on but for what? My thoughts polluted with hate and sin. All because I have been listening. Listening to the Symphony of the Dead. There is only on thing that I know I can do. A simple prayer comes to my lips. "God forgive them..." ----Lukey-D---- |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
an interesting write..and some very good lines in here.. |
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