The Debt of Death

The Debt of Death

A Poem by Praiser

No Debate to hear just a dead line to sleep
A trap for the deceitful to be deceive from deceptive of a decade
A stone age couldn't bail out
The voice of a virus your scream couldn't comprehend
The violence of death that broke the sound barrier to pain
Death was to soured to interview a coma, from the quietness sounds wouldn't effect
The dead was deceased to shut up the proof that gave hell its fire

© 2010 Praiser


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interesting; these words can be taken in so many ways according to the reader; you did a nice job expanding one's thought patterns and imagination. the debt of death is a good title....the last line is hot.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Praiser
Praiser

Lynchburge, VA



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I write for God an I dance for him My group mime is call prodigious My hip hop Gospel group is movers and shakers , my Minstery name is Praiser the Show-off Worshiper more..

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