We Are The End

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We Are The End

The stage is set,
the final act still remains.
 
One by one,
the main actors step in.
Famine spreads her lengthy dress,
War flashes his bloodied knife,
Deception Gallantly waves to the viewers,
Death, he awaits,
sitting in the front row.
 
The brainwashed audience
cheers on the destruction,
by just sitting and watching.
I cannot understand
such pathetic ignorance.
This mockery of nature
must not go on.
 
There is no avoiding the end,
but to delay our finale,
we must strike with the hands
of the omnipotent Director.

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FranzJ commented on We Are The End

11-29-2009

dark and death - nice - try my "The Grim R4eaper"---------

Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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