Looking Death In The Eye Contest

You do not have to comment/vote on this poem, although i would appreciate if you did, but I want you to write a poem on the same topic/subject and the same idea as this one.

http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/sad/poems.php?id=876362

There will only be one winner. The prize will be BIG and I promise to get it done this time.

This contest Will close in a month or two. I will let you know two weeks before close.

Rules:

*Obviously, there are no Erotic Death poems, no erotica please.

*One poem per person. Make it good.

*Original poems only.

*If you ask me a question about something that is stated clearly in these rules, you will not be allowed to enter into the contest. If you are reading this now, pay no attention to this rule (well, a little bit)...

*Offensive language is not permitted, unless in your poem you are using Dialogue. You may ask me if it is okay before submitting it. I will judge that myself.

*Must be longer than four verses.

*Try to touch that deep part inside of you. I want honesty. I want your emotions out in the open. The better the poem, the better chance you have at winning.

*I want raw. Of course, I want edited, but i don't want something that you used The Thesaurus for every other word. Try to avoid pausing while you're writing.

Good Luck...

Do we need to reserve or just write and submit?

Just write and submit, m'dear.

Does it have to be about war?

Nope. However you want to express how it would be to Face death Directly in the Eye is fine, however that may be is up to you. Mine just happens to use war as its expression.

=]

(pressed edit post twice. Sorry)

She Saw The Face of Satan

"Get out of the car!"
He demanded, holding a gun to her head.
"Please don't hurt me,"
She whimpered and begged.

But he didn't listen
Hitting her with the butt of the gun.
It didn't matter
That at home waiting, was her son.

He forced her to drive
To an unknown location
Where no one would know
The remote location.

He pulled her out of the car
Ripping her clothes.
"Please," she begged
"I have a son at home".

"Shut up," he shouted
Pulling her hair.
Then he raped her
Leaving her bare.

Crying and trembling
She tired to crawl away
But he kicked her down
Forcing her to stay.

He raped her again
With brutal force.
The flame in his eyes
Showed no remorse.

Standing on her knees
Staring Death in the face
She lowered her head
And said her final grace.

Now bleeding and pleading
To know what she had done
She was eternally silenced
By a bullet from his gun.

As her blood seeped out
Her eyes grew dim.
The last thing she saw
Was the face of Satan.

Josie
Copyright©JosieWentzel27April2007

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Note: This is dedicated to all the women in South Africa that have been beaten, raped and even murdered at the hands of Satan's workers!!!.

Did you know that in South Africa, every hour a couple of hundred women are raped and/or murdered. Every hour! And they say we live in a country of beauty!!!.

Nice title. ENTER YOUR POEMS! This contest will close in ONE MONTH FROM TODAY!

Isn't this supposed to be closed?

Wow.
That went down.
But.
If you keep it open..
I'll do it.

xTheEcstasyofSuicidex

I'll reopen it... Sure.

Reopening this sure helped, huh?

Wasn't meant to mean (ok, not THAT mean, anyway) <giggle>