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Something Evil Touched The World Today

Contributed by mdmorash on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 12:25:46 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



Then I woke to hear the sounds of screaming.
From my bed I jumped, running to the door,
And what I saw there froze me to my core.
I backed away and prayed Id been dreaming.
From the cracked earth now there came a steaming.
And from the sky their eyes began to pore.

They watched us as we ran around and fell.
Then slowly the descended to the earth,
And to a new beginning they gave birth.
But to our eyes we only saw our hell.
Within a place we thought we knew so well.
The arrogance of man had killed our mirth.

They burned away the ones that they found bad.
The ministers and presidents alight.
With nothing at our hands with which to fight;
Our helplessness was really all we had.
Denial was the thing we used to pad.
But no amount of black could block our sight.

Still on this cleansing went for days on end.
Until so few of us were left alive.
And then our living hell began to thrive.
For we became the slaves they would depend.
And to their evry fancy wed attend.
The drones now there within the queen bees hive.

They treated us with nothing but contempt.
Our torture was their entertaining game.
And to this play they gave a morbid name.
We thought escape, and welcomed the attempt.
But then we found our pain was not exempt.
For by our masters, left within the flame.

So many years had passed amongst our pain.
With so much loss endured without a voice.
Would never there arise another choice?
Forevers this dark pit to live again,
For in our bonds its freedom we cant gain.
Oh, will the time be birthed for our rejoice.

Watch now as dark becomes the dawning end.
While nothing is so empty as our hope,
Still nothing is a strong as binding rope.
My sanity is gone I have no friend.
Theres far too much for me to just amend.
Through cowardice I find a way to cope.

And how long can this torture just go on?
Long past the lonely point of no return,
So much has been destroyed and left to burn.
But will I miss it more when I am gone?
Will I be empty when Im not their pawn?
Or will I just deflate when its my turn?

I heard the words that I have come to dread.
Our conquerors are soon to rise and leave.
But why does this not help my fear relieve?
I cower hear beneath my sheets and bed.
Awaiting final poisons well be fed.
A promise to be spared I dont believe.

Then I woke to hear the sounds of silence.
I wandered through the streets so long accursed.
While from my eyes my burning tears then burst.
In the sun I found a brand new brilliance.
Left in me I found not my own salience.
An empty shell was now my only curse.

So now I lay here dead, I am alone.
Is this the way the end was meant to be?
Or is there something more that I cant see?
And were those demons bread within my stone?
And, for their actions, now must I atone?
Oh please, cant someone now just set me free?

Im tired, but cant sleep; this is insane.
My soul it burns to be released at last.
So to the fates I plead my die be cast.
For I know there are things I cant attain.
And in the end I know they must restrain.
But Im prepared for judgment on my past.

The answer to my plea it has now come.
The sisters have begun to weave my rhyme.
For now this has been judged to be my time.
So too their mercies I must now succumb.
For through my tortures I have paid my sum.
So now my soul is new and free of crime.

Michael David Morash
Copyright 2004




Copyright © mdmorash ... [ 2004-07-10 12:25:46]
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Re: Something Evil Touched The World Today (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 12:30:02 PM AEST
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very intresting write,

pixie xx


Re: Something Evil Touched The World Today (User Rating: 1 )
by BrandySwanson on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 01:18:18 PM AEST
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wow , very , very interesting read. great job

Brandy


Re: Something Evil Touched The World Today (User Rating: 1 )
by Whisper on Saturday, 10th July 2004 @ 01:27:41 PM AEST
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Wow that was quite the write . Interesting and thought provoking

Whisper




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