BloodA Poem by ScarlettTheDreamer
A sword's confession
These lands where I have slayed many souls
How high and mighty and proud they lay!
The blood has vanished leaving no moles,
Even though the memories stay.
What deadly sin have I undertaken?
Is it not you who handled me?
In what deed have I mistaken?
Now why see me fearfully?
I have killed the weak and tortured the poor
But never once wished to do so!
Yet their pain and their cries I bore,
You threw me away, where shall I go?
When making me you kindly cared
And shaped me to utter perfection.
But now only destruction is bared
And after the war I'm subject to rejection.
When oh when will you ever learn
That violence is never right?
Only with love and patience can you earn
A splendid future that is good and bright.
I have touched the gates of heaven and hell
In your hands I have tasted death
But now my fame has slipped and fell
To a mere predator with an evil breath...
© 2010 ScarlettTheDreamer
Added on July 5, 2010
Last Updated on July 5, 2010
AboutHi! I am a crazy dreamer. I write simply because I love it. I believe that there's really no meaning to life, and its stupid to go about finding one. One day you're here, one day you're gone. One day .. more..
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