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The Rind
Contributed by
rapnificent
on
Tuesday, 2nd May 2006 @ 08:24:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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An eye for aneye
Everyone who sins deserves to die
Domestic misery
Emanates from unhappiness we can not see
An eye for an eye
Just seems to leave everyone blind
I started to make you feel my pain
But then I thought, when fruit is rotting
Why bother peeling past its rind
God knows I've made some swim in their
Own volent acts
And encouraged others to face the facts
As violence began to be
Encompassing itself around the whole of me
An eye
Can be seduced by a lie
As sweet revenge, like candy rots the teeth of
Those who helplessly cry
And we find that blocking sunlight doesn't always Reduce the blur
Of and already shady character
I search the earth for others who will concur
They say knowledge is powerful inits maturity
But it can breed terror, laced with sin
While in its infancy
If you do unto others as they have done unto you
Someone may see and not fully comprehend what
They view
Because someone saw me playing by your rules
And decided to treat me the same way that I treated
Ignorant fools
Then, my emotions left me feeling guilty, too
It took cracking my shell for me to emerge a new
An eye for another eye
That's what they say
But if we're all blind, how can we see
The promising sunlight of a new day
Could it be that this present life is just the rind
Without our eyes, we will all be blind
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Re: The Rind
(User Rating: 1 ) by SilverRain on
Monday, 10th March 2008 @ 10:12:42 PM AEST (User
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Well written powerful life lesson. I concur. |
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