All the Anger

umm... i was in a bad mood and somehow came up with this...

It holds all the light

In that one little drop

The beauty that is held

For the entirety of life

As it falls slowly

Reflecting all the life

It doesn’t know its worth

The red dripping off the knife

The scarlet cut upon the throat

Cut open with ferocity

Of anger from the years past

Of all the hatred in life

As he killed the animal

And took the last of its life

 How did he catch it?

What did he do?

He ran with his anger

And blasted all of it through

Killing and taking the life

Of the poor innocent creature.

Reviews

[solo2be]

Great write, I really like the imagery on this one.

[James Johnson]

(thumbs up)