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Living color spills onto a canvas of war
Bits of fragmented me shower the scene
Clean-up men couldn’t scourer it clean

Ghetto floors toast with a vampire’s lust
Frenzied palates thirst as nuts go to bust
Ancestry pours whilst young thoughts ooze
Emptied minds collect in gutters, my muse

Deadly shrapnel within the tissues of kin
Families are torn by the impurities of skin
Conflict’s confined deep in a convicts mind
Sentenced to death just one breath at a time

Can you hear the chants of an ancient soul?
Damned entities out on weeping patrols
Tongues of a million slain echo in my ears
No measure of fame will ever tame my fears

The concrete’s alive, saturated by lives leaked
Beneath the feet of victims past & eyes blinked
Attrition thrives when society pays it no mind
Rewind time to witness crimes no jury can fine

Stitched into the fabric that joins time & space
Is the very thread sewn into the human race
Disgrace the keepers of old like Cortez for gold
& you’ll drown in the shallow pond of your mold

Breeched by the angry flight of projectiles at night
Despite breath I fight to recite the prayer of last rite
Finally free from the worldly shackles that bind me
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An Awakening...

Contributed by Jeremy_B on Sunday, 19th March 2006 @ 06:01:53 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



My flesh invaded by jacketed lead core
Living color spills onto a canvas of war
Bits of fragmented me shower the scene
Clean-up men couldn’t scourer it clean

Ghetto floors toast with a vampire’s lust
Frenzied palates thirst as nuts go to bust
Ancestry pours whilst young thoughts ooze
Emptied minds collect in gutters, my muse

Deadly shrapnel within the tissues of kin
Families are torn by the impurities of skin
Conflict’s confined deep in a convicts mind
Sentenced to death just one breath at a time

Can you hear the chants of an ancient soul?
Damned entities out on weeping patrols
Tongues of a million slain echo in my ears
No measure of fame will ever tame my fears

The concrete’s alive, saturated by lives leaked
Beneath the feet of victims past & eyes blinked
Attrition thrives when society pays it no mind
Rewind time to witness crimes no jury can fine

Stitched into the fabric that joins time & space
Is the very thread sewn into the human race
Disgrace the keepers of old like Cortez for gold
& you’ll drown in the shallow pond of your mold

Breeched by the angry flight of projectiles at night
Despite breath I fight to recite the prayer of last rite
Finally free from the worldly shackles that bind me
My eyes open to a world that no longer blinds me




Copyright © Jeremy_B ... [ 2006-03-19 18:01:53]
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Re: An Awakening... (User Rating: 1 )
by Mild_Tempest on Sunday, 19th March 2006 @ 08:39:51 PM AEST
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Nice metaphors. Nice break from the usual.


Re: An Awakening... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 04:25:26 AM AEST
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Marvelously clear


Re: An Awakening... (User Rating: 1 )
by freespirit on Monday, 20th March 2006 @ 11:47:07 AM AEST
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enjoyed the read well written keep them comming freespirt


Re: An Awakening... (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 4th May 2006 @ 09:10:56 PM AEST
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"My flesh invaded by jacketed lead core
Living color spills onto a canvas of war"

What a way to get a readers attention. These lines pulled me in and kept my attention.
I loved it




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