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Specimen
Contributed by
Max
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Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 11:41:43 AM in AEST
Topic:
PoemsonBeauty
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A being formed of the very essence of life
Gazed down at shadowy blankness upon its demise
Pondering its quietus by a man-forged knife
Its very progeny had just begun to materialise
When it had struck excitedly at a shimmer in the sky
Acting not with mind but with avaricious eyes
Taking for their simple delight and to classify
Thinking it makes them better, more learned and wise
“Oh how interesting is our collection of pretty dead things!”
Unaware, for they do not care, as they in fascination stare
That in pinning down in a display creatures of wisdom and wings
They are gradually rendering the Earth barren and bare
So with its dying breath the angel turned up its weeping head and cried
“Man, why art thou so wholly consumed by thy infernal pride!”
Copyright ©
Max
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2004-06-24 11:41:43] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Specimen
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 11:45:42 AM AEST (User
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This is one outstanding piece of work. I am totally blown away by it. When I read the intro I thought OMG how horrible, but I was truly amazed by your words. Magnificent piece of work, I must say.
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Re: Specimen
(User Rating: 1 ) by pixie on
Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 12:17:42 PM AEST (User
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wow, this poem has left me in awe
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Re: Specimen
(User Rating: 1 ) by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 24th June 2004 @ 01:02:20 PM AEST (User
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what a completely strange image that picture leaves in my mind, an angel on a specimen board, hmm... why must we take everything apart? humans, bha. excellent poem:) hugs n' love nessa
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