Low

Quick poem I thought of today.

When push comes to shove,
I roll away in the dirt
Slinking into the mud,
I play dead and feign hurt

I am the scum of the earth,
The spineless ooze walked on by all
I am lower than Old Nick,
At least He can slither and crawl

Believe me I do not enjoy this,
This low stature and cowardly disposition
However this is my place in life,
It was not my decision

I was to be everlasting,
I was not to be a disgrace
Now I am just a human,
Locked in this low place

Reviews

[Deans_machine]

What the f**k? Like... the f**k... What? f**k; what the? hah fat dicks

[Rae Elizabeth]

So much emotion ... Amazing poem (; Brava.

["jens books".]

wonderful poem keep up the good work