NGT NGT Poet Elegy

Souls

Who heard the shrieks
of spirits?
Who heard the plea
of souls?
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Trapped far within,
far beneath-
Who heard their eery
gloats?

They are of men like
You and me
Forever trapped and
Forever strapped-
To bake and smoke
And smell
In rhythm with
the Cold-overlord's bell.

Who heard their
names?
As they screamed and fell?

I heard it.
I still hear it.
For among the
steaming souls
Writhes our very
own.

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Ako Henshaw November 14, 2013 at 3:50 AM WOA! WOA! that's very frightening; that imagery, deep emotions is something identical in your poems. "I would rather become a servant in heaven than a ruler in hell" Ain't that right Gerald.....Thanks for the lesson. Great piece >>>>>HENSHAW<<<< NGT NGT November 14, 2013 at 3:32 PM thank you bro

Gerald Kithinji October 26, 2013 at 3:33 AM Awesome. Vraiment!