The Days Of Reckoning : A Freewrite Poetry
Closer to earth, bumps of dirts
Pitifully looking at her dark nice infested skirt
A smile, hysterical laugh
See what can happen to a broken heart.
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A dance, shameless stance, aimless walk
Scavenging for food, begging for water
And to what offense is this damsel lover
A ritual they say, her senses were sold for luck.
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Ruthless words coming, shabbily spoken
The priest wouldn't address this devilish covens
Lost in himself, pride eaten deep
Till he fell, and was never awoken.
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To a village, county he was posted
All girls there by him molested
A bastard son of a whore, genetically polluted
Till the day came when he was caught, jailed, arrested.
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Will it ever come? Can we ever see it
The day of reward for evil doers
An eye for an eye for murderers
A tooth for a tooth for abusers.
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On the road he did say it
Swear by God, saints and dead relatives
In his heart, nothing can ever happened
Right there, knocked down to death.
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