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The Death Weapon

Contributed by lostinlimbo on Wednesday, 14th January 2004 @ 02:35:05 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Your words of hate brought us here and now I stand before you.
In my hand I hold such power with a finger twitch I can pierce your heart through.
Anger seethes through my teeth while I glance around it.
If I were to aim and fire, you'd dead in one hit.
Your friends and you have mocked and made of me day in and day out.
You ring lead them in judging me when you know not what I'm about.
I have feelings that hurt too, you know, though you just do not care.
Well, the pain and agony I have planned for you is something you just can't bare.
I've dreamt for this day to come when I get to watch you beg and cry.
But now, as I clutch this gun, I'm shaking and tears, too, roll from my eyes.
I'm not the bad person you are and your level I will never be at.
So get up and run you coward! You aren't even worth it!
Thank god I didn't hurt him and thank god the police has arrived.
Here, take this damn thing I won't even try to hide...
That I'm guilty of all charges, guilty of it all.
But on top of everything, I'm guilty of the fall...
Into power and a chance to abuse it to no end.
You see, friends and foes, with a Death Weapon you cannot win.




Copyright © lostinlimbo ... [ 2004-01-14 14:35:05]
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Re: The Death Weapon (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Wednesday, 14th January 2004 @ 02:43:24 PM AEST
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Oh wow!!!!!!!!! What a poem!! Very very vivid imagery, the story is really touching & the wording really helps the meaning of this poems Great write!

Anne


Re: The Death Weapon (User Rating: 1 )
by a_bear on Wednesday, 14th January 2004 @ 02:56:13 PM AEST
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The Poem is a wonderful comment on society. good work. I wonder how old you are? My grandchildren go to highschool and every day is like a battle field. Recently we've had some racial problems. The hostility makes it hard for any child to learn. The schools look like prisons..I feel for every school-age child. It's fit-in or fall-out...no one is allowed to be an individual. They're bullied or beaten..then become something they don't want to be. A bully themselves for self-preservation..because they haven't had time to develop the coping mechanisms necessary for survival. I'm long winded..sorry. great poem!!!


Re: The Death Weapon (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Thursday, 15th January 2004 @ 05:09:00 AM AEST
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Something to think about for all the bullies out there.
They never realise just how much suffering they cause.
I was bullied badly when I was at school,I always dreaded getting up in the morning and having to face it all every day.
Thanks for this piece




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