I solemnly promise for the next thirty days i will write something everyday and post it on this blog.
Saturday, April 9, 2011
4/9/11
get the door
lock it tight
the dungeon
is not place to be at night
blistering sores
rotting disease
chains clanging
prisoners begging to be free
men weeping
for loves one gone
driven mad by deaths sweet song
but weep not more
sad little man
death is coming to hold your hand
to take you away
from your miserable life
and place you somewhere
lacking strife
where you will sleep
and awake feeling high
it wont be long
soon
it wont be long
soon
the angels will appear
the ones that were rushed far away from here
the errors of man
there own sad little tune
the new songs being sung
bring close flowers to bloom
in all of this death has reigned
and now life will begin again
the errors of man
there own sad little tune
the new songs being sung
bring close flowers to bloom
in all of this death has reigned
and now life will begin again
Saturday, April 2, 2011
ache
affronted by condescension
spoiling the fruit barely budding
on the thorn crept greenery
that is my heart
i give up dreams and hopes
foolish thoughts that meander
here and there
memorable visions that aren't meant for me
i sweep up the pieces that fall from the hedge
into a pile to break the oncoming fall
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