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The Rind
Contributed by
rapnificent
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Tuesday, 2nd May 2006 @ 08:24:30 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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An eye for aneye Everyone who sins deserves to die Domestic misery Emanates from unhappiness we can not see An eye for an eye Just seems to leave everyone blind I started to make you feel my pain But then I thought, when fruit is rotting Why bother peeling past its rind God knows I've made some swim in their Own volent acts And encouraged others to face the facts As violence began to be Encompassing itself around the whole of me An eye Can be seduced by a lie As sweet revenge, like candy rots the teeth of Those who helplessly cry And we find that blocking sunlight doesn't always Reduce the blur Of and already shady character I search the earth for others who will concur They say knowledge is powerful inits maturity But it can breed terror, laced with sin While in its infancy If you do unto others as they have done unto you Someone may see and not fully comprehend what They view Because someone saw me playing by your rules And decided to treat me the same way that I treated Ignorant fools Then, my emotions left me feeling guilty, too It took cracking my shell for me to emerge a new An eye for another eye That's what they say But if we're all blind, how can we see The promising sunlight of a new day Could it be that this present life is just the rind Without our eyes, we will all be blind
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Re: The Rind
(User Rating: 1 ) by SilverRain on
Monday, 10th March 2008 @ 10:12:42 PM AEST (User
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Well written powerful life lesson. I concur. |
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