One Bad Day

It all started out as a bad day
A day full of hate 
Full of hurt 
And Now its a the final straw 
I cant take any more
I'm taking it
Making it
Forming it into my fist full of rage 
my war waging tool of destruction
Fixing and destroying 
killing and re birthing 
And it was all started by 
One bad day
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Smith Avatar
April 11, 2011 at 9:47 AM
This is one of your better ones. Keep writing and I will keep reading.
Guzzi Avatar
June 15, 2009 at 9:44 AM
precise to the point as is the topic and the verse. Nice write. Light & Love
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March 27, 2009 at 9:58 AM
Christian, everyone has a bad day at times with some more than others. Is it a fluke or is it karma striking us back. Could it possibly be what we may be projecting outwards towards the world or could it just be a bad day in deed. Either way your poem is wonderfully composed as I say thanks for sharing once again... MPK
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