CrimsonRain's Book of Poetry
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Category:
Original - Misc › Modern Lit
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
768
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
These poems are works of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and a little creepy. I hold exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Humanity Lost
Humanity Lost
My period of silence is no longer sacred
I fear I’ve lost my soul
I sit and stare blankly at all the dead before me
The bloodlust has taken its toll
They say the first to go is your hesitance to kill
But I don’t know that to be true
For what I lost first I am not sure
I don’t even have a clue
Where do I go from here
My heart starts to wonder
Can there ever be peace on earth?
or will war always tear asunder?
Take pride in your innocence
Least your heart be swayed
There are evil things in this world
and many souls that are stained
Where has our honor gone?
Is that what we lost first?
Or did it die with honesty?
in that final momentous burst
Purity is the next to go
Human hearts are easily tainted
But what is the last of our humanity?
It’s the ability for tears to be painted
Don’t hold in your tears, let them fall, let go of your foolish pride
Watch your step and don’t give in to darkness’s calls
Or our humanity will wilt and die
Our hearts will become as cold as steel when the last tear drop falls
[6-22-2008]
My period of silence is no longer sacred
I fear I’ve lost my soul
I sit and stare blankly at all the dead before me
The bloodlust has taken its toll
They say the first to go is your hesitance to kill
But I don’t know that to be true
For what I lost first I am not sure
I don’t even have a clue
Where do I go from here
My heart starts to wonder
Can there ever be peace on earth?
or will war always tear asunder?
Take pride in your innocence
Least your heart be swayed
There are evil things in this world
and many souls that are stained
Where has our honor gone?
Is that what we lost first?
Or did it die with honesty?
in that final momentous burst
Purity is the next to go
Human hearts are easily tainted
But what is the last of our humanity?
It’s the ability for tears to be painted
Don’t hold in your tears, let them fall, let go of your foolish pride
Watch your step and don’t give in to darkness’s calls
Or our humanity will wilt and die
Our hearts will become as cold as steel when the last tear drop falls
[6-22-2008]