Jeremy Rudko Poet Rhyme

Meaning Lies Between the Lines (But Never Tells the Truth)

there are memories of old women being young
and there are memories of old men being hung
the noose was tied too tightly for
the memories shall be remembered no more
murdering the infants, and slaughtering the hearts
of a million unborn babies or  "embryotic parts"
life is death, and dying is living
but in the end we all end up crying and forgiving
forgiving all the ones who do the right things morally
we send them suicide notes, but write them formally

     dear to whom it may concern,

          i never kissed the razors edge
          and never hung from an old oak tree
          never did i swallow poison
          and never did you talk to me
          never did i dream
          that this is how'd it end
          but then again i never thought
          that dying was a trend
          i will join the congregation
          of suicidal brethern
          and i will push this kriss
          i will push it further in
          for my heart can bleed no more
          when it fills all of your cups
          and now i leave you with this:
          DEFICIO VIVO EST VICTUS MORIOR

                                           sincerly,
                                                 I

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