If Hell Rose To the Surface We Would All Have Burnt Feet

Don't pretend

unless, 
of course
it's worth it in the end.
the present does not mend
time does, the present doesn't mend.
white flowers exhale so we can inhale
time will tell...
time will tell 
if hell rises
demands sacrifices
demoralizes
and burns this world as well.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Duncan Avatar
October 16, 2013 at 2:56 PM
very nicely done, I will be reading more of your work ;} And thank you for reading my Forgotten, ;}
Jordan Avatar
August 6, 2013 at 9:50 PM
This is the first poem of yours that I've read. It will not be the last. Fine work... Jack
Farley Iv Avatar
October 16, 2013 at 11:17 AM
Thank you jack!
O'Leary Avatar
September 17, 2012 at 4:53 AM
I'm not sure if Hell is rising... but it sure as hell, that it is decending upon us... Good poem... Terry
Farley Iv Avatar
September 17, 2012 at 9:44 PM
thank you
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