A short poem about our current state of affairs and what will hopefully come soon.

Incalculable misery

In-cased in darkness.

A shroud to cover

Malicious intent.

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Morally corrupt.

Demons pulling strings,

A playground for wickedness,

Whilst angels sing.

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A ray of light descends,

Wiping every tear,

Chasing every fear,

Far and near.

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Comments (10)
  • slipstream on Aug 17, 2010

    nice

  • Inxxu on Aug 17, 2010

    Great writing and it is also true!

  • BRENDAKSHELTON on Aug 17, 2010

    Great peom very interesting.

  • Michal Dorcak on Aug 17, 2010

    Nice poem.

  • Joseph Scott on Aug 18, 2010

    Thank you all! :D

  • sasuke191 on Aug 19, 2010

    Nice nice!!.. ^^

  • Joseph Scott on Aug 19, 2010

    Thanks thanks! :P

  • carissimi on Aug 25, 2010

    very lovely indeed!

  • Joseph Scott on Aug 25, 2010

    Thank you Carissimi! :)

  • livemike on Sep 2, 2010

    Thats a interesting piece..I have a feeling that you have alot more to write on this subject…

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