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Internal Scourge
Contributed by
Versifier
on
Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 03:10:11 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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He tormented himself so gruesomely
Twisted his heart to fit the hype
The stereotype crafted by the world’s manipulation
Of good and ill
His eyes bleed tears-
Forever unfilled was his quintessential heart-
No pill could end his suffering
So he left his selfish needs so aversely
Forced to extol benevolence upon a tyrant mob
Duplicity was his only strife
But he refused to fight
Wisdom was his shield
He promised himself he’d never yield
The fascism shall not gain control
He’d silt his throat on impetus before ever giving up his will (that- he openly loathed-(before)
Freedom was he and he alone-
But when time took its toll-
His impervious form soon to behold
A disguise of adroit complexions
To deceive the eye and trick the mind
A mere display of optics in the guise of truth-
Made a marionette by the puppeteer known as society
The strings hollowed deep within his hide
Fortified by hooks of steel
The sound of his flesh escaping airy wounds
Brought a grimace upon his face
No mace could match the malaise inflicted-
Fore his sanity can bear no more-
His eyes shut cold, cold as death-
When he retrogressed to the status of peasants
And opened his eyes in the public’s presence
He noticed with sight as pure as prime
That the world he knew- grew dark and grimly tepid
Not even the meticulous screams of his victims could phase him
It just made the act belligerently nostalgic in his mind
Though he was not certain
Did he do it? ...No of course not!
Never can an amicable being
Be sought or seen as the relentless fiend
For isn’t he the crucial victim
The victim of insecurity’s reign-
The prey of a perennial falcon by day-
Destiny has blessed thee, yet he will fall-
Cursory denial of his acts of brute- will remain-
Nothing more to save his now lethargic, livid, and weakly peeve state
For his route hath been decided and alas confirmed his ruinous fate…
©Timothy Parris
Copyright ©
Versifier
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2004-09-06 15:10:11]
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Re: Internal Scourge
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by cheech on
Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 03:41:37 PM AEST
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| kinda sounds like a conversation to me but thats my opinion,sometimes they should be kept to ourselves |
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Re: Internal Scourge
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by kidpoet_213 on
Monday, 6th September 2004 @ 08:36:14 PM AEST
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This guy definitely needs help... don't be so hard on urself... is a phrase that comes to mind... nicely witten... I'm not so sure about using all those words but u fit them in well...
I like using wrods like that too sometimes...
Makes ppl get out the old dictonaries and use therir brains once in awhile...lol!
Keep on writing...
~Donna~ |
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