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Array ( [sid] => 184966 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What Becomes Us [time] => 2018-03-21 17:38:06 [hometext] => [bodytext] => With each and every breath that we take,
Our life and humanity continue to slip away.
Conscience and morality hold no sway;
Orders and commands are all we make.

Our world reeks of many a forgotten lover,
And the discarded husks of happy souls!
Slowly everyone turns into mindless trolls;
When our personal war starts we duck and cover.

Everything that we ever cared about is gone,
What is the point of fighting any more?
When there is nothing left worth fighting for;
There is no way back so why should we mourn.

We let everything that made us human die;
Never thinking of the consequences of hate!
Never will we realise until it is always too late.
Now as crazed demons of our own design we can cry! [comments] => 3 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Buggsy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
What Becomes Us

Contributed by Buggsy on Wednesday, 21st March 2018 @ 05:38:06 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



With each and every breath that we take,
Our life and humanity continue to slip away.
Conscience and morality hold no sway;
Orders and commands are all we make.

Our world reeks of many a forgotten lover,
And the discarded husks of happy souls!
Slowly everyone turns into mindless trolls;
When our personal war starts we duck and cover.

Everything that we ever cared about is gone,
What is the point of fighting any more?
When there is nothing left worth fighting for;
There is no way back so why should we mourn.

We let everything that made us human die;
Never thinking of the consequences of hate!
Never will we realise until it is always too late.
Now as crazed demons of our own design we can cry!




Copyright © Buggsy ... [ 2018-03-21 17:38:06]
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Re: What Becomes Us (User Rating: 1 )
by unknown_utopia on Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 03:36:17 AM AEST
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Indeed we are born to die
and the world is a rotten place
leaving us to wonder what are we here for,
good flow
great topic
thanx for sharing....


Re: What Becomes Us (User Rating: 1 )
by Durango on Thursday, 22nd March 2018 @ 06:57:43 PM AEST
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"crazed demons of our own design". that/'/s a great line showing personal responsibility instead of blaming the next guy. We are what we wanna be, I guess. Your poem is described as a dark one and you/'/re only holding a mirror to how things are, wow, a good warning.


Re: What Becomes Us (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Saturday, 24th March 2018 @ 03:51:51 AM AEST
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Very power write. I think every one can relate in there own way.
blessings,
emy




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