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Good or naw?

01-28-2020 at 09:50:52 AM

Good or naw?

Lingering Torment
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Sun down, glory gone, all is just a sham
Hope lost, dark clouds, burning in the sand
No help, lost souls crying out for life
All lost, pain sharp, the stabbing of a knife
Scarred past, deep laugh, Devil’s on his toes
Blaring red, choking dust, for all the debts we owe
Some day, one day, no one shall be alive to see
Lingering torment, and absolute blasphemy
Riddle hee Riddle hey, shining of the hour
Riddle dee Riddle dey, fearing peasants cower
There's a lady screaming, clinging to her child
But hey there, stay there everything is wild
Death comes, swoops by, picking who he chooses
No luck, no life, blood runs ut and oozes
Gods mad, armor clad, stifling the shadows
Quiet flames rise, tearing up the meadows
Chances wasted, falling into chaos
Tipping towers, dying flowers, everything is false
I believe, deep inside, something brewing up
I cant trust it, feeling deceived an. empty cup
Locked away in this cascade, shaking in the air
Causing eruptions, fragments flying everywhere
Lost a fight, bruised face, staring Death straight in the eye
Fearless, courageous, never shall we rebels die.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.