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Array ( [sid] => 145611 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Day That We All Died [time] => 2008-10-09 12:19:49 [hometext] => I read something about a cot death and instances of people blaming the parents for it.That saddened me and I felt the need to write this. [bodytext] => Oracles spoke against us in relentless twisted ways
Malevolent and cold, spitting poison in their words
Venom choked the neutral minds, turned all pure to rot
Bastions of sense subdued, crumbled into dust

Stings of hate from which we found no refuge, no defence
Sacrificed to favoured judgement, born of ignorance
Fingers pointing, accusations rained from shuttered minds
Indifferent to our grieving, our deepest mourning mocked

On that same day we all died, one newborn, two reborn
Victims of nature's darkest whim, pawns to cruel deceit
Orphans to compassion, smeared by influencial few
Those that watched us weeping claiming crocodile tears

There is no sin to call to judgement, nothing to repent
The victims are the victimised, stoned by rasping tongues
The day we cradled innocence so soft, so still, so cold
Will haunt our lives for ever more, the day that we all died [comments] => 4 [counter] => 254 [topic] => 48 [informant] => puppy_dog_eyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
The Day That We All Died

Contributed by puppy_dog_eyes on Thursday, 9th October 2008 @ 12:19:49 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Oracles spoke against us in relentless twisted ways
Malevolent and cold, spitting poison in their words
Venom choked the neutral minds, turned all pure to rot
Bastions of sense subdued, crumbled into dust

Stings of hate from which we found no refuge, no defence
Sacrificed to favoured judgement, born of ignorance
Fingers pointing, accusations rained from shuttered minds
Indifferent to our grieving, our deepest mourning mocked

On that same day we all died, one newborn, two reborn
Victims of nature's darkest whim, pawns to cruel deceit
Orphans to compassion, smeared by influencial few
Those that watched us weeping claiming crocodile tears

There is no sin to call to judgement, nothing to repent
The victims are the victimised, stoned by rasping tongues
The day we cradled innocence so soft, so still, so cold
Will haunt our lives for ever more, the day that we all died




Copyright © puppy_dog_eyes ... [ 2008-10-09 12:19:49]
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Re: The Day That We All Died (User Rating: 1 )
by KismetsPoet on Thursday, 9th October 2008 @ 02:19:15 PM AEST
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This is a great poem. Very deep, very creative. I love the comment about "stoned by rasping tongues." I've never heard anything like it. Great job!


Re: The Day That We All Died (User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on Thursday, 9th October 2008 @ 04:13:50 PM AEST
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Wow! I've heard of a lot of things. But this is new. I enjoyed the write very much. i hope you always continue with it
best of my blessings
kara


Re: The Day That We All Died (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 10th October 2008 @ 01:19:56 PM AEST
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this poem was so vivid and simple,
it described the typical scene after a
dreadful cot death so well.
Thank you, very touching
bip


Re: The Day That We All Died (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Sunday, 2nd June 2019 @ 01:00:25 AM AEST
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I agree with the other comments.
Very unique writing indeed!




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