Post by lukee77 on Mar 4, 2012 11:52:55 GMT -5
(You might want to grab some Ramen, cause this'll take a while to read...)
The earth is stained with human anguish,
By such infamous deeds we can’t dismiss,
Why should we all die in terrible torment,
Or be stuck down at any unjust moment.
With our beautiful cities laid waste in ashes,
When the army’s of the powers embrace in clashes,
While the horn of the oppressor is blown,
And the seeds of destruction are sown. -David Easom
The places he's conquered... the places he's laid waste to, his memory is scarred with unjust moments of death and destruction... a great betrayal, they all say, when Amiel left that day. But things were not as they seem. For Amiel, it was a horrific dream. Lust and power blinded his vision. While he fell women and children without fault, but precision. time and time and time again, after crime, after crime, after crime he'd train. He left it all thinking no one would share their forgivness, but his crimes were never left without witness. One jet-black night, someone came to him. It was a women who Amiel came to succumb, her robes the shade of platinum. "I forgive you" she said, looking straight into Amiel's eyes of red. "The gods forgive your horrible deeds", but this did not satisfy Amiel's needs. Once the women saw his expression, how he quivered in the cold, suffering from his depression. She left in a bright flash, while Amiel stunned, at what had just passed. Consumed with anger, Confined with rage. He lost his chance of forgiveness, so now, he really meant buisness. He set off to find his redemption, he will not make any acception.
-Lukee77
( :PApologies to those of you who hate long poems
)
The earth is stained with human anguish,
By such infamous deeds we can’t dismiss,
Why should we all die in terrible torment,
Or be stuck down at any unjust moment.
With our beautiful cities laid waste in ashes,
When the army’s of the powers embrace in clashes,
While the horn of the oppressor is blown,
And the seeds of destruction are sown. -David Easom
The places he's conquered... the places he's laid waste to, his memory is scarred with unjust moments of death and destruction... a great betrayal, they all say, when Amiel left that day. But things were not as they seem. For Amiel, it was a horrific dream. Lust and power blinded his vision. While he fell women and children without fault, but precision. time and time and time again, after crime, after crime, after crime he'd train. He left it all thinking no one would share their forgivness, but his crimes were never left without witness. One jet-black night, someone came to him. It was a women who Amiel came to succumb, her robes the shade of platinum. "I forgive you" she said, looking straight into Amiel's eyes of red. "The gods forgive your horrible deeds", but this did not satisfy Amiel's needs. Once the women saw his expression, how he quivered in the cold, suffering from his depression. She left in a bright flash, while Amiel stunned, at what had just passed. Consumed with anger, Confined with rage. He lost his chance of forgiveness, so now, he really meant buisness. He set off to find his redemption, he will not make any acception.
-Lukee77
( :PApologies to those of you who hate long poems
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