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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Finish

Finish

A Poem by GoldenWords

We are here, simply,
To add the final words
To a disgruntled poem,
To slip the final knife
Into the tumors,
Into the hatred,
Into every poison.

We have come
As conquerors,
To overtake
All that our parents,
Their parents,
Their grandparents,
Their great grandparents,
Could not.

We are here to finish
What was left undone.

© 2014 GoldenWords


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This is a nice poem.

~Kurayami

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Added on June 29, 2014
Last Updated on June 29, 2014
Tags: conquer, poetry, hatred, love, life, people, person, us, we

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GoldenWords
GoldenWords

Sorrento, FL



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An eighteen year old juggling a soul and a life at the same time. I mean, I fancy myself a poet. more..

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A Poem by GoldenWords