Running away from this path,
Trapped in a beautiful flood,
Conformity and righteous agressors,
Corruption of this ugly mold,
Intolerance of a being's life,
Roses given,
Roses burning,
Roses for brutality,
Insult to injury,
Injustice to innocence,
Prossecution to the untainted souls,
In this world,
Set this world all a blaze,
In this sea of anarchy,
As we pass our hate on,
Gone is the will to survive,
We are the children of the beast,
Brought upon hate,
Formed to be destructive,
As evolution goes backwards.
Wonderful poem and it was very well written. I enjoyed the last stanza for it tied the poem up nicely. Great job! \m/ - Aya