Won't Mother be furious
when she finds out what you've done?
(Prepare to play the piper with
the barrel of a gun.)
Can't say that i would blame you
but you were the bitch's son
(Thank God it's not the good old days
'cause then you would have hung.)
Counting down the hours
'til the blades of rising sun
(It's time to pay the price
of having so much fun.)
It's Heaven's light and
a beautiful day
(But what does that matter?
You're just five steps away.)
The slightest breeze and swing
of Heaven's front gate
(If it weren't or the damn artillery
this would be a lovely place.)
Turn to her and try to read
that look upon her face
(Scrawled in make-up, run with tears
disappointment going grey.)
A hell of a way
to start the day
("Such a shame"
is what she'll say.)
A contest entry
- Ace's Rhyming Narrative Contest! by AceOSpades.
850 points, ended April 27, 2007, 24 entries
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Comments
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This poem is badass... particularly the 3rd and 4th lines... completely memorable and awesome. You kinda ditch the rhyme in the second stanza a bit, and it isn't reaaaally all that much of a narrative.. but there are some really nice lines and good use of parentheticals.. nicely done !
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