The mob

by Bradley Peter   Nov 20, 2005


Blood thirsty, and full of rage
hate and anger clouds the mind
vicious animals out of the cage
peace and harmony left behind

daggers appear in blood shot eyes
fists clenching with thoughts of pain
machines fueled by deceitful lies
fights for justice again and again

angry faces, full of hateful frowns
with tools to do damage to all
they stretch across, cities and towns
waiting for the mighty to fall

hopes are lost, along with lives
happiness lies dead in the dirt
now only fury and wrath survives
nothing easing their sorrow and hurt

peace not an option, thrown away
as they march with fire in hand
ever nearing to-wards their prey
as they cross this sinful land

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  • 18 years ago

    by Solace

    Yet another amazing write. I loved this stanza the most :

    "
    hopes are lost, along with lives
    happiness lies dead in the dirt
    now only fury and wrath survives
    nothing easing their sorrow and hurt "

    But its all really good.. take care xx:

    *> : PainOfOne

  • 18 years ago

    by (*andrea*hurtinside*)

    Thats awsome oh my god you so good lol I suck lol could you please comment on some of my stuff please