To the Hilt

A Poem by kenny

The sword stands for all to witness.

it is not an instrument for use in darkness.

It is a symbol of open aggression,

when violence becomes the obsession.

It is an item of war,

built only for adjusting the score.

And when your cards are finally dealt,

it will be my sword running through you, down to the hilt.

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Added on November 4, 2012
Last Updated on November 4, 2012

I mostly write sad poems, tongue in cheek poems, and poems about rocks :) more..

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