Author: Imaginary Immortal PM
A poem about deathRated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Words: 199 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 03-25-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2789101
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Dark and lovely, the day is gray and cloudy
with a highly chance of thunderstorms and
poisonous deadly worms. Busy, every human
that is living on the earth is a balloon floating
pass me without making an attempt to hug me.
Beautiful and youthful, the day slips away before
I can say I love you. Greatest tear jerker of all time,
committing suicide is a crime that can't be justified.
Irreplaceable and irresistible, silence comforts my
my confused and distressed mind until the wind sweeps
me off my feet. Merciless, cancer is a ballerina dancer
drifting across the universe searching for a dance partner.
In a blink of an eye, sick and dying people quietly slip away
all around the world without telling their friends and loved ones
goodbye. A sea of endless sorrow, dying American soldiers' cries
lingering in the corner of my mind prophesy there will be more
tears and blood to be shed tomorrow. Little white crosses guard
the graves of unborn babies whose names will remain unknown
forever. I wonder where do all of the aborted babies spend an
eternity after they die while I am free to breathe on the earth.