Self-Destruction

Self-Destruction

A Poem by registeredisaster
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the title kinda gives it away...

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Right, wrong, good or bad

Choices of freedom we once had

Lost in ignorance, drowned in hate

With these hands we sealed our fate

 

Minds so narrow, some can't find

The one true thing that we define

Live your life for just one day

Or waste your time and hope and pray

 

We all have a choice till we leave

The chance for freedom, just like Eve

The poison apple was oh so sweet

Freedom gone, dogs left to beat

 

Smell the air, feel the breeze

See the hearts that learn to freeze

In this world of our creation

Were left to wait in contemplation

 

Smile once more, just for me

And prepare for hell through eternity

© 2011 registeredisaster


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It's very good and well written. Keep it up!

Posted 9 Years Ago


I like the logic in this poem. Many options in a life.
"We all have a choice till we leave
The chance for freedom, just like Eve
The poison apple was oh so sweet
Freedom gone, dogs left to beat"
I like the way you ended the excellent poem. Good poetry create thoughts and questions. This poem did.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago


This is not too bad a write. I admit the rhymes, for me, grew tiresome after the first stanza.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I love this...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is cool az :) I really like the words you used for the rhyming and stuff

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

...what'ch think?


Posted 9 Years Ago



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