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Society's Game
Contributed by
UnfallenTears
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Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 02:33:46 AM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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Silent, these faceless souls
Eyes of children cry with dry eyes
Society's monster calls for nameless blood
Hungry eyes burn through the masks of momentary disguise
Here now is your sacrifice
One named, come forward the beneficial lamb
Ignorance's creation does the ceremonial dance
Sympathetic, I was... Alone, I am
They watch him bleed away his dreams
Cried him black tears from those empty eyes
No one noticed... innnocence died alone yesterday
I'm fading into this game I now despise
The screams vanish slowly into memory
Gone the soul of their sacrifice
Hollowed into conformity by society's game
I somehow became the silent witness to this public device
They walk away, steps conformed to one beat
No one can be different because 'we're all the same'?
My tears the only survivor of yesterday's reality
Never again will I play this game.
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UnfallenTears
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2005-08-13 02:33:46]
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Re: Society's Game
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by MorningDove on
Sunday, 14th August 2005 @ 01:55:57 AM AEST
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Sorry, I understand the point of the poem but I don't understand why you used 'beneficial' instead of sacrificial. Just doesn't make sense to me but the meaning in the poem does.
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