Dock of Death

A Poem by pilotofwar

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I am sitting on the Dock of Death waiting for a boat filled with wonders it is so wonderful that when you see it you scream bloody murder! When you seek this dock you will try to run it will only make it madder at you it will steel your heart and you will be stranded on this dock until the day you are due to die. You will only be sitting there for about ten hours until screeeeeeech the boat appears out of no were they gun the motor and i smell smoke and gun powder of the rifles that shoot at your skull in the mist i hear nothing until the fish jump onto your lap.They eat your skin as you sit there waiting for hours on end. At night the bats from the deep pits of hell come and feast on your bones and flesh. By the time
you get onto the boat the only part of you that is left is part of your skull your teeth are bullet cases from the rifles of hate that they shoot at you. But you will get out one day if you are proved to that you will die soon!