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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am lost I can feel no presence I know of no human or animal that has a measure of significance alike mine I have a teacher A teller of all there is to be known of the world She has bestowed upon me the gifts of a magi I have sailed deep oceans with noblemen and written great works with worldly scholars All of this I owe to her, my "teacher" But through all her wisdom I have heard or seen of no such creature The one of whose value is as mine I looked upon the oracle and many great libraries with scriptures overflowing I still have read or seen of no such monster I've heard witches speak ancient incantations and I have sung songs with the sirens Out of the monsters and spirits that came none of which had a significance as is mine Upon my dreariness and woeful thought came the final place A painting of life and death A tale of heaven and hell at war The purity of truth blackened by man I saw upon them a thing of which is mine Not upon the dead who will be missed Nor the skeletons carrying away the dead, the ones with purpose Not even of the severed limbs and broken bones discarded at random in the field of chaos and confusion No, I saw my equal upon the shadows A black being darker than silence A causer of mischief and misfortune A wielder of pain and sorrow My equal is hated by all for all he has done My equal is upon the wicked and the damned sadly he is to dumb to care My equal of such tresspasses is a demon My equal is a man who dressed in black kills and dies and is born again through his ashes of filth He sees his crimes It is because of this he wept upon his hands His hands The hands stained my children's blood and scared by the scratches of the innocent But I was wrong I am not equal to a demon, for these are not the acts of a demon but of man That is my equal My equal is man My sins are everlasting My transgressions are in stone Man is the cause for the failure of men Man is the cause for the failure of many! Posted by Haley Melton at 3:37 AM Email This BlogThis! Share to Twitter Share to Facebook
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