losing everything
when its still there
its all gone now
even his despair
he is one of them
a beast of prey
a monster at night
a tortured soul at day
killing and slicing
beating them down
showing no compassion
not even a frown
the sun escapes
the chains of night
bringing this thing
far out of sight
he wakes up confused
torn up and alone
not knowing the past
where he once had a home
the people look
with anger carved on their faces
pounding him down
with great axes and maces
dead lies his body
they slaughtered the man
all because of his curse
of haunting the land.
Author notes
Just a little something i write up.. not one of my best works.
Written July 10th, 2005
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Hey hunny,
Just a little something I WROTE up.. lol sorry.. it kinda bugged me there.. any how. I will disagree with you.. this is one of your better works.. In your other poems.. you always tried to force ryhme everything.. This isn't so forced.. and i liked this better.. Nicely done.. you are improving.
best of wishes.. xoxo*muah*-chrissy
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