Dancing in the bleakness
of their once proud hypocrisy
the Wicked stand confounded
evil in their tendancies
demented in their ways
from grace they have fallen
no salvation is offered
liquid reasons flowing
from their veins as
they slice away at their
humanity; tearing away the
facades of false empowerment
as the wicked stand confounded
lost,unsure, dazed, confused
spiraling into the depths of
darkness, the confounded stand
as the wicked.....
Author notes
Well i asked for a title, but it was definetly a hard one to write a piece on, this is what I came up with, and I apologize that it isn't as good as I normally write a poem. But thanks for reading if you do.
A contest entry
- Only The Good Die Young by Brugge is dood.
450 points, ended February 2, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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So, you started with a title and worked from there? I think you did pretty bloody well, Mom! This was an intriguing read full of compelling imagery.
It's good to read your work again :-) -
wonderful
I have truly forgotten how well you write. I am ashamed to say that...if I were ever to write a horror script this would be perfect as a line in......now imagine the cam as it pans wide over a desolate little town.....right before the screaming starts hmmmm maybe that's been done already. awesome!!!!!
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I surely felt the emotions overflowing here, and I thought this came out real good, you sure caught my attention sis, great job, pen on sis.
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Wow, its like a very good intro for a movie or a book or something.
I can just hear this read by Earl Jones jr in his deep dark voice.. brrr *shiver*
wow thats a good idea actually, lets get Earl Jones jr to read this for us!
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sorry if the title I gave you was a little hard, but you did a pretty good job of figuring something out for it. thanks for entering =D
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