Last words
J J 1980 (NC)
Short is the time,
for tonight there will be no place
for lonely words to show face
Standing upon my crowed life;
a dead still breathing space.
My mind, overwhelmed
with a flood of memory,
Washed away is my innocence unsavory.
Bound to the depths of my moral ground,
Silent and unsound
I've remained underserving a crown.
Guilty I grow ancient
to rid me my worth,
Before I'm buried with burden
and rooted to earth;
docked with the dead.
Unleash the sword of my mouth,
a burden of tongue.
Unfed and unrecognized upon.
To shed light on
a self-inflicted breach of contract.
Them, still with their biased opinion,
their distorted vision intact.
An honest profession
tainted the blood of the innocent.
Death by the poison of their worst.
Signed off by the venom
in the pen of their best.
Temptation to naive parents
leaves them with burdens to purge
.
Unsuspecting youth
to rid them of their counterfeit scourge.
All with lies and untruth
to encourage a unified order,
Anxious death to those who oppose,
to others, a mental disorder.
With all this I remain a pawn
without freedom or valor,
While all them,
they grow old ,
and even more pallor.
they will become legends,
Even upon their death,
Upon mine, a myth.
nevertheless, they will die,
Along with their lies,
I will die a death free from alibies.
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Submitted by jasonj.74450 on August 26, 2014
Modified on March 24, 2023
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Words | 228 |
Stanzas | 46 |
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