I feel a coldness within me.
the soft core of the self
is dried and cracked with
what one can only describe
as a... a nothing.
It's nothing.
To play God
is to play the Devil's fiddle
and to pay the piper to take
God's children away.
So be the pipe, be the fiddle.
Be the one to bring dark
and fear to the minds
and the nights of those better left astray.
Be their pied piper.
Carry them to the horror of...
of nothing.
It's nothing.
Still, I feel uneasy.
I feel as at fault as
the noose feels for the dead.
It's unsettling to know
my fate and yours...
if you knew...
but you wouldn't know it was me.
Me who brought the....
the nothing.
It's nothing really.
To lose everything
by one's own hand.
But to lose more is to gain
by cutting that which binds you here
is to hold the whole world in your hand.
The yoke upon my shoulders
will hit the ground running
and I will join you as a casualty
and avenge you as I avenge myself.
May nothing absolve me.
Author notes
I was born a tool, but will die a man.
Please tell me what you think
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Very Strong.
I like the format. It suits the poem. For me it gives it seems to keep the flow a little quicker moving. The thoughts and wording were storng and should make the reader think about the message. If you do the devils work... The only thing I didn't care for was the starting of lines with But or and. It's one of my quirks.
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incredible view. expecially the author notes. no, expecially the poem. truthful in every way.
the last line was profound.
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Terrific poem
This was great
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wow very effective and very dark nicely done! i enjoyed the last stanza... good job!
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This is awesome! A very in depth piece of philosophical musings; the darkness pondered and the weight of realization. Pained, powerful and truly poignant piece. Nicely penned!
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A very dark portrayal of life, in this poem. I love how you set the whole drama up, to describe how you feel. A very exceelent poem, poet...
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Today's Poem: 10/23/2008
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the images in this write are very direct, quite brutal but also beautiful. love how the poem culminates with the final lines :
"...The yoke upon my shoulders
will hit the ground running
and I will join you as a casualty
and avenge you as I avenge myself.
May nothing absolve me. "
thanks.
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I absolutely love this poem. The imagry and metaphors used really bring the words to life and you do an excellent job of portraying emotion. I especially enjoyed the second verse about God's fiddle and the paid piper. Thanks for the great read.
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