Dark Poetry #4 |
Mandate From Above |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
One fine evening, some time ago I fell into my gloom and left the world alone, to ponder in the grasp of humanity all the carnage of our peace and freedom. The laughter died down as did the lights on stage the city moaned twice, for democracy, to which bullets are ringing louder than the bells, what crap we will believe as long as it sells. I've lived through the night a thousand times over, not more than once has it ever been without anger, I've pulled the trigger on your falicy so your program of god can begin to bleed. What rightious vigor can you adore, while you clutch the hands of freedom, the constitution, and the bible, your whore. |
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shatteredsilver Member
since 2005-03-31
Posts 63middle of nowhere |
Wow, this is so real. It makes me think of my most cynical moments. The first few lines reminded me of Poe. Within the sound of silence... |
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