Izuntitledscene!

Izuntitledscene!

A Poem by Biatch

Forgotten the lies and buried the past

The longing for light the shadows they cast

 

Ripping the tears off the mothers eyes

The birth of hatred the soul’s demise

 

Can’t dare to breath with the foot in my mouth

The noose that’s choking not letting me shout

 

The feast of the beast been prepared in the east

Poisoning the waters in the process at least

 

Benighted they stand and pray for your blood

They say that it’s thicker so spill out and flood

 

She wallows in pain addresses the nation

Brother’s demon the father’s creation

 

Reach out and grab onto the weaker in chain

Pull under the young the innocent in vain

© 2010 Biatch


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Biatch
Iznotcompletescene!

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I wish you would stop with the izscene. lol. This poem was really good. You should continue it if it's not complete like you said. and complete it soon.
-Yin

Posted 13 Years Ago


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