they'll stand there, highbrow
knowing they're wrong
uncaring
toes get stepped on
with religious fervor
screams are winked at
the bastards
oh how they decompose
right before one's very eyes
morality fades into buckets of puked innuendo
they slobber seemingly innocent phrases
but die a thousand deaths for their lies
and they manage to pocket the cash
from a billion unsuspecting souls
the bastards
brains melted into puddles of goo
wisdom of ages too aged now
smelling of year old opened limburger
Author notes
I belive in the decomposition of life.
- S.Masudy
A contest entry
- I want you to steal my prompt and rape it. by Mango Memories.
400 points, ended October 31, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Wow, wonderful piece. You can really feel the seething. I love the emotion this gives off. Congrats on the silver trophy.
Rabbit
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Thank you Rabbit. Always appreciate your comments.
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bravo!
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Thank you poet...
This is silver encouragement that I appreciate much.
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Very powerfully expressed and a great interpretation of the prompt! Well Done for expressing the thoughts and for the form in which they are expressed. Good job poet!
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interesting..def. got me thinking of halloween
you took the word decomposition quite literally 
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I really do not like politicians.
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