In a world of blood and hatred,
You fight just to survive,
But slowly as the fights get worse,
You now fight for your life.
No other person matters,
And no one else will care,
As you fight them all with vengeance,
Anger, hatred and despair.
For you were once like they were,
Weak and pushed around,
Until that day that you pushed back,
And spilled their blood upon the ground.
You walk upon the sword’s edge,
But be wary where you stray,
For if you show the sword no respect,
In your own blood you will pay.
A contest entry
- MY HUMONGOUSLY AWESOME KINDAH FANTASY CONTEST! by HarvesterOfHearts.
700 points, ended September 7, 2007, 18 entries
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Splendid!
Awsome rhyming. I love what you've done with this one. It saddens me that these types of poems are not as prominent in poetry literature as they are on the internet.
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this is a terrific peice! i loved the last stanza the most. but the whold hobour in fighting is a very nice stance to be taking in this contest! you are a poet of numorous possibilties. you are a poet of great talent
good luck
~lostelvenchild
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Excellent poem. It certainly reminds me of some animes. Anyway great write!
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