Blood

A sword's confession

These lands where I have slayed many souls
How high and mighty and proud they lay!
The blood has vanished leaving no moles,
Even though the memories stay.

What deadly sin have I undertaken?
Is it not you who handled me?
In what deed have I mistaken?
Now why see me fearfully?

I have killed the weak and tortured the poor
But never once wished to do so!
Yet their pain and their cries I bore,
You threw me away, where shall I go?

When making me you kindly cared
And shaped me to utter perfection.
But now only destruction is bared
And after the war I'm subject to rejection.

When oh when will you ever learn
That violence is never right?
Only with love and patience can you earn
A splendid future that is good and bright.

I have touched the gates of heaven and hell
In your hands I have tasted death
But now my fame has slipped and fell
To a mere predator with an evil breath...

Reviews

[Samantha]

Very powerful and beautiful. I like it. Good job. Thanks for sharing

[Zackery Alan Daley]

The tale of a fallen hero is what this reminds me of. Very good write.

[deeps]

Wow! This is just simply amazing and ever so powerful. I like this alot.

[David W Moore III]

I like it! Raw. Power. I wrote one similar (not uploaded yet) with just a slightly different bent. Mine focuses on the plastered smile for appearances after being devastated by the war of love.

[JelliFyshKissUs]

Wow, Scarlett. Where did this beautiful sad write come from? Loved the vision, the struggle of his actions, how he hasn't learned from the brutal mistakes. Lovely, my friend.

[Ryan Prudnick]

The last part "I have touched the gates of heaven and hell
In your hands I have tasted death
But now my fame has slipped and fell
To a mere predator with an evil breath..." really sent a tingle up my spine. THAT IS A GOOD THING DEAR! =]