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There Are Those

There are those who flame out in a snuffed heat of passion They take their burial pose: Cremated desires dressed in silver urn ashes — Withering thoughts of unrepentant fashion Yea, there are cursed those, whose premature exit is a perfidious path Anger lit eyes, reflecting a heart stone cold Carrying so much incendiary hatred inside their frozen souls O there are legions of those, so brimstone willing to go down that killing road Led to the bottomless abyss place, dragged there with a reprobate hook in their nose There’s plenty of burning cross those, serpentine flying with the nether bound, carrion crows Just how many? Only God truly knows

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Jannie Breedt

Date: 4/2/2019 11:08:00 PM

...and there are those who sometimes come and sometime goes... Hello my friend Freddie. I often think of you. I like deep and this one does. I hope you are well. My country has gone to hell here and I wish I had more time for my Soup friends , time is such a rare commodity now. Never doubt my love. In 8 months I hardly wrote a thing. But change is afoot. Lets see.

Charles Messina

Date: 3/10/2019 8:41:00 AM

Yes, there are those Freddy. And there always will be. Brilliant write my friend. Happy Sunday..

S.Zaynab Kamoonpuri

Date: 3/8/2019 2:18:00 PM

Wow awesome poem, your word choice is powerful and impressive. Rage and hate ah no good ever. Kudos for this great poem. So nice to read from u again, Pleez do comment my newest poem too.

James Edward Lee Sr.

Date: 3/7/2019 6:19:00 PM

Rings of majestic truths...a FAV for me bountiful words of treasures suburb. Love the lines-"There’s plenty of burning cross those, serpentine flying with the nether bound, carrion crows Just how many? Only God truly knows" Peace my brother