The Dagger of Death
the dagger of death,
strikes my heart as fear,
the dagger of death
the only dangerous stealth.
Anger, greed, jealousy,
hatred, and pain,
all wrongdoings,
stop a man from perfection,
All of which is the dagger of death
a dangerous direction
a selfish world,
an earth of war,
all of which is the dagger of death
none of which are a covet for.
kill for pleasure,
rob for treasure,
both of which is the dagger of death,
and unhealthy wealth.
this is not the good lords intention,
earthquakes,tornadoes,volcanoes
a human's deeper detention,
the dagger of death,
a horrible fleeing sensation.
the blade of the knife,
kills me today,
as this is what we see,
this was never the good lords plea.
the dagger pf death,
strikes my heart as fear,
the dagger of death,
the only....................
DANGEROUS STEALTH.
Copyright © Mehak Kawatra | Year Posted 2008
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