What will happen

What do I see
upon the land
with death
and plunder
with no
insightful hand

will the dead
arise from there
deep and
forgotten slumber
with some
unknown intent

Or will we fall
as nations and
as a species
were we have never
though we would
plunder

Will death come
quick to those
who are lost
or will we
die in torment
and in pain

Is our only
chance to live
written in
the ancient ideals
or can it be our
essential to
our special survival

We will never know
the pain of death
or the stench
of hell
but in time
our end will come

This is life
and life will end
but let us not worry
about tomorrow
and not dwell
in our past
but live in today

The end will come
ether in mass or alone
tomorrow or today
we can only live
and to live
means to stay in
today





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Ink360 said...
Nov. 27, 2009 at 7:15 pm
Your poem was great it had a certain flow to it.
 
splatterpunk replied...
Nov. 27, 2009 at 9:41 pm
could you please elaborate on that you have cought my interest on how it flows
 
Ink360 replied...
Nov. 28, 2009 at 6:57 pm
Well its hard to say but every word connects.So all the words work well together to form a beautiful poem
 
splatterpunk replied...
Nov. 28, 2009 at 7:18 pm
thankyou i apreciate the comment i hope you read more of my stuff and i will read your stuff what do you recomend of yours
 
Ink360 replied...
Nov. 28, 2009 at 9:10 pm
I will! Well I'm new to writing so I don't think the 1 poem I wrote is good. I want to submit more but I want too see what people think of my poems first before I submit more.
 
splatterpunk replied...
Nov. 28, 2009 at 10:08 pm
ok ill look it up and comment on it bro
 
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