Dark Poetry #1 |
Turning Angst into Gold |
jfkinyon Junior Member
since 1999-09-18
Posts 34Burbank, CA. USA |
Turning Angst Into Gold Bored shiftless with daily existence And the endless repetition of me, I Set out to test self-imposed restraint And wander aimlessly into obloquy. I am at ease amidst the clamor, the Glamour and the glory of ignorance; so Easily immersed in its vanity, sanity And pointless humanity! F*ck you all! I will live for no one but myself, just As you taught me in school! I will No longer be typecast the fool - I will Kill the first one to cross me! Dare me to? I have doted on my last Debutante, I Shall desecrate her holiest of holies With a rod of righteousness! I shall Visit upon her, my undying lust! I shall no longer think of my thoughts As the Voice of God! I shall make No distinction between Saint and Sinner; I shall judge no wine before its time! I will live my life among the living, I Will love every breath I take! If life Has taught me anything, it's taught me To leave the dead to bury the dead! Rest in Peace. ------------------ J. F. Kinyon copyright 1999 all rights reserved members.brandx.net/user/jfkinyon/rhyme.html |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
I love the first stanza alot... I really can't put into words an approprriate reply.... Jenny |
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