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When the World Ends.

When the world ends,i will be a man, of unhealthy appearance, spineless,a life of hardship. Wrestling with my conscience,under difficulties, assumed the presidency by fraud, killed thousands of innocent people,overheated the planet. I was the great seducer,according to master plan. The world ruler. Hiding in my capsule now,waiting the unexpected. Death awaits all men, tickling my vanity again. The rejoinder of power thirsty. Keep to the path, and posterity will be the judge. Knocking on heaven's door, the man who sold the world.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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Date: 2/18/2016 1:35:00 AM
Teddy, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
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