The relationship between ladies on the beach and pigs that fly loose in the sky filled with clouds

Life is taking back its purpose

thousands of faces flash past me

hands suggesting me to go left; go wrong

trees of sin grow in the middle of the forest

roots barely beneath the ground

but you challenge authority, what a fool,

you look up to see pigs fly through

the sky disappear into nothing, nothing

sands of time fall down the neck of

hate, burning anger, hell looking back in my eyes

i came from the rib of adam

decaying moments, influences of a demon,

murder of the innocent, murder of the acquitted,

no one can stop this massacre,

by the ancient ladies on the beach

Author's Note

this is a utter surreal poem, free verse, so ignore the errors =]

Reviews

[Kat Collins]

Definitely thought-provoking. It's letting out the inner demon we all have inside us, but normally it's locked up tight. Reminds me of a murder on the beach, leaving a lost child, who grows up not knowing his family, and then is hunted down by rival families from his childhood past. It's the "ancient ladies" or matriarchs that are running the show. Excellent work.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

"trees of sin grow in the middle of the forest, roots barely beneath the ground"-my favorite line... This is a very thought provoking write. Well done!

[J. J. Nightingale]

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Jazz ..

[joshua deathdealer]

This is awesome. Great imagery and deep. Enjoyed it very much.

[Lily Mae]

I like your version of life taking back its purpose... the image of the trees rooted barely beneath the ground and the flying pigs.. is perfect..x

[Priscilla Sayers]

Very intense and I would love to read it over and over. there is a puzzle in there. I love that you made the speaker ambiguous until you gave us the rib. Fab write!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Title's a little long, but I like the sentiments evoked from within.