Crucible

Crucible

A Poem by Ben Walker

And in that moment he was numb

The person he was once was, they were no longer there

Emptiness cascading down his chest

It was a sick premonition and god laughed

Twice, twice he had opened up and twice he had been mugged

It was a test and he knew it, for the kind and powerful can only be gentle

But god had won; he was no longer the being he once was

But what was created was a monster, a monster of exhaustion

He was tested, his free will stretched and his heart destroyed

None of that mattered now, because he felt nothing

There was no revenge or hate

There was just him and the world and he no longer cared to be gentle or great.

 


© 2013 Ben Walker



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I like this poem it. It invokes some very strong feelings which will help the readers empathize with the subject. Good job.

Posted 2 Years Ago


The main character seems to be struggling. He feels himself tested by God and that has left him numb and feelingless.

Good strong wording.

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Ben Walker
Ben Walker

Newcastle, Forest Hall, United Kingdom



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Young new writer from Newcastle, England - looking for advice and critique - I'm in the process of trying to develop my own style and I'm completely and utterly enjoying the journey. *************.. more..

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