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The Creature
Contributed by
ferasdour
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Friday, 25th April 2008 @ 02:04:21 PM in AEST
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Human life;
A most naive prophecy.
An inner demon found within the pure,
Heavyhearted people that have done nothing to harm this world.
The creature at my door,
As it came to be knocking,
I found myself engulfed with the delusion of faith.
Illusions of what one so wishes the world to be,
Only too soon come to find themselves a part.
A part of THEIR kind, as they find themselves doing,
Doing only what makes them happy,
And ignoring those who they may hurt.
It makes men laugh as children get hurt:
To see themselves in the face of a child,
Once and again,
Only to watch the innocence become corrupted.
Only to see the pain to which they new only too well.
Not to be saying this is only men however,
Do not mistake my words.
Do not forget my words,
And do not forgive me for stating them.
I know your kind.
I watch your kind.
You see me as I wander through the halls,
If only to make others think good of you for thinking harm.
Think these things,
For they are yours to think.
I shall not stop you.
As creation moves its way through your mind,
One may become curious of why for this where stated in such a manner.
Human life:
The inner demon.
That which is found to plague those who need it less.
It is human to be vicious,
Humane to me nice,
And evil to be nothing.
It is evil to go against those who wrong you,
It is evil to demand justice of those nearest you.
You are evil because you understand.
I am evil cause I wish to know.
You are evil because you did not forget,
I am evil because I knew.
Face it,
We are humans,
We are evil,
And we shall forever be.
The creature came once again unto me,
Bringing bad news within its tapping on my door.
I wait and see, the things to be, as they never come to be early;
I wander through, dreams to seize, I’m walking through my mind.
Nothing here,
Within these chambered halls to see,
Not of whom haven’t been there once before.
Not a peep, not a scene, not an instance of faith,
Nor thought,
Nor dream.
The creature came to me, once before my dreams;
Dreams of life,
Dreams of trust,
Dreams of the things human kind represents as birth,
Dreams of me.
I saw it there,
Said my hellos and goodbyes,
Then,
Off alone my way I turn around to see,
To see me,
It,
I can’t really say for sure,
However, I did turn around,
And I did see.
I saw everything I had missed.
I saw the lies,
I saw the deceit cleverly disguised as a child lying
Behind the eyes of the truth.
I saw the things I never wanted,
Those I never needed,
And those I never saw.
I saw it all and came to my conclusion:
This world,
Belongs to the free.
The freedom of mindless scrutiny over nothing,
And abandonment of the things that get such people to power.
Within these days,
A man can do things to which will get normal people arrested,
So long as they are where they are in the opportunity to do it.
As police officers, bus drivers, teachers, and priest,
Insist on using their position to make sure no one suspects.
To make sure no one tells the truth;
To make sure no one cares to investigate.
“We see a deadly sin,
On every street corner,
In every home,
But we tolerate it.
We tolerate it because it’s common to us;
Because it’s trivial.”
“Dear humanity:
I have watched you for too long,
I have seen your actions, both the bad, and the intolerable.
I know what you know,
And see what you see.
The next one I find,
Will,
In essence,
Find themselves looking into a gun.
On publicly broadcasted television.
If only to make them admit.
For I will no longer sit idly by while the rest of you are having your
Demented little fun, with your inane little games.
Hope you had fun while you could.
For if still no on dares get rid of you
From infesting our planet,
You will have another little stalker.
Another lonely face of those you raped.
Another face of those you’ve manipulated.
Another friend among the masses that surround you.
Another one stealing jokes of laughter from anime shows,
Another laughing man,
Waiting,
Silently,
Waiting,
For it is I that saw you,
It is I that will get rid of you.
Good day my old friend, I’ll be waiting.”
Copyright ©
ferasdour
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2008-04-25 14:04:21]
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Re: The Creature
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by Rhei76 on
Friday, 25th April 2008 @ 02:19:53 PM AEST
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This is Bad ***, I love everyword.
By the title I was thinking by Jim Morrison- The lords and new creatures.
Then you got to the point of cops and priest and bus drivers and was thinking tool- it's only wrong if you get caught.
I had thoughts of watching the Punisher, and it all told me what I already knew.
I thank you for letting me read this creative piece of art. |
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Re: The Creature
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by purplestary on
Saturday, 26th April 2008 @ 01:05:00 AM AEST
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this is such an amazing write....i don't even know what else to say...there is just so much within these words...i can tell you spent a while working on this...and i want to thank you for saying what you said in this..my favorate lines are "Within these days,
A man can do things to which will get normal people arrested,
So long as they are where they are in the opportunity to do it.
As police officers, bus drivers, teachers, and priest,
Insist on using their position to make sure no one suspects.
To make sure no one tells the truth;
To make sure no one cares to investigate" |
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Re: The Creature
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by shelby on
Saturday, 26th April 2008 @ 12:23:38 PM AEST
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Wow I do not even know what to say here. This is pure power and that does not even touch the surface.
I shall read it again..... Deep and good writing here.
Michelle |
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