Teen Poetry #7 |
Elanor's Freedom |
young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
The blo*d bath brings new thoughts of m*rder; And on and on it goes. Grateful guns give presents of de*th to all; And on and on it goes. Motionless mothers make not sounds of m*rder; An no one ever knows. Bawling babies break sounds crying out to anyone at all; An no one ever knows. Lying lips lay a beautiful picture of m*rder; A wonderful new low. Futile friends find no way to make any difference at all; Yes, a wonderful new low. Silent sisters seal their eyes to the love of m*rder; Watching de*th grow. Preachers please proclaim a stop to this all; We're watching de*th grow. The wars we hold are all foretold by history we repeat, But if all the old days tell of future ways, will we repeat? We have colleges for knowledge to teach us importance, But what quarrel of slipping morals still has importance? Let us die in our freedoms, Let us commit su*cide in our freedom, Let the dr*gs kill for my freedom, Let me kill you, isn't that freedom. ...and all inside screams out "no!!"... now im alone, but not lonely like before |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
But what quarrel of slipping morals still has importance? you are amazing. plain and simple. your poetry is power as I rarely see it. |
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young_blood Senior Member
since 2003-09-19
Posts 1115Indianapolis, IN |
thanks alot lexy. you flatter me without need. thank you for reading |
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