Fiction
(In regards to the Colorado shooting)
What world is this
The raven asked the bat
Fans receive deaths kiss
As bullets are spat
Reality grants fiction's wish
Broken are the bat's wings
As the raven screams blame
It turns to a pheonix
The night is now in flames
Murder is the song it sings
With no rhyme or reason
The comedians joke is death
Insanity is in season
Lambs rush away from the jest
As he commits treason
All peace is dead
When the joker knows our fears
Such sadness spreads
When fiction sheds blood and tears
Black White and Red
Lost and found rotten
Is the world of past
Loathed bound or forgotten
These tales of bigots forever last
Riddled is this life with decay
We are here we are now
The world of today
Has let me down
If there is no peace
And chivalry is dead
Then true is the world is see
One of black white and red
Blackened be the dawn
White is a pure life...rare
Red is hatred of the pawn
In this world of despair
Godless
Time withers pain
Or so some say
Harm always survives
If not in the body
than in the mind
Taught we are to settle
For loss
For sorrow
For End
We forever battle
For what cause?
For tomorrow?
For kin?
What a godless world we all live in.
Fable of Shades: All but Gray
Once spoke a story
A tale brought by shame
From the depths of purgatory
Black and white came
Black was the mind
White was the soul
Ash made mankind
If spirit made them whole
This creature thinks
Such things as death
And as Black blinks
Tainted their souls are left
His beloved soul
Left she is unreal
As black spoke
His words feeble
Render me useless
Left with none but grays
I've sent her helpless
Dirt covered she lays...
The purest of white
And Black as night
These be a Fable of Shades
All are gone
All but grays
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Rhyme and Reason: A poet's favorite season
PoetrySo I have always loved poetry and writing poetry was always fun. I decided to upload all my poetry from my younger years(which are mostly full of teenage angst) to present. Please enjoy and I would love to get feedback -benji
