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Little Round Top

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Sunday, 27th April 2003 @ 05:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



If I wanted conflict
then you’d be dead by now.
If I would have fought a war
then you’d be dead by now.
If it were a single battle
you’d be dead by now.
If I wanted my revenge
then you’d be dead by now.

I refuse to play your games
to which I am immune.
Your weapons are but paper dolls
which none but you consume.
The buzzing that you throw at me
will all be over soon,
And my soul of perfect strength,
will live through the next moon.

Your flag is but a long lost cause
that you still wave with pride,
and I am here to see it all
while you just poke and hide.
You claim your camp is better off
but I have men inside,
and if you dare to challenge me,
then you’ve already died.

And even better is the fact
no weapon knows my name.
For when I kill my enemies,
its nothing but a game.
I’ll toy with you long as I please
and there you’ll stay, inane.
But slowly I will pierce your soul
and penetrate your brain.

All it takes is my presence
to do away with foes.
My way of slaughter leaves no marks,
My work nobody knows.
No fingerprints there can be traced,
no secrets there exposed.
For my monsters all kill themselves,
that’s just the way it goes.

So please my dear, take some advice
and learn humility.
Though stubborn, you sure lack the strength
to dispatch one like me,
and though I know you’ve been exposed
to my dark wizardry,
I ask that you just walk away
and leave the point to me.




Copyright © Butterat_Zool ... [ 2003-04-27 17:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Little Round Top (User Rating: 1 )
by LadyDama on Monday, 28th April 2003 @ 03:05:30 AM AEST
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damn... i cannot believe it, but i liked this poem as much as limbo... you have quite a way with words... from the flow to the vividness to the sheer raw point of your poems, i'm enthralled... thanks for making my day!... blessings...


Re: Little Round Top (User Rating: 1 )
by norm on Monday, 12th May 2003 @ 06:58:48 PM AEST
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i have the first wife i ever had
of course, sure, that might be bad,
i figured out who ever you need
becomes like your first wife, indeed.

you made it a game..
i'm sure it's the same
i'll bet you 10 to 1
you lose..it's done...

some game!




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