Breathing corpses
With fleshy pretenses
Of life.
Disinherited mothers roaming the earth
Doing what they must do
In defiance of a god
Who must not exist
Except in their minds
For they must go on.
Using the lie of free will
To challenge those who have wronged them
To rape the ones
Who have loved them.
Old men
In female clothes
Clinging to something emotionless
And this is their feminine side.
Holding small children laughing,
Crying because these small children
Too will die.
Small deaths
And the time when she was no longer a virgin.
Virgin sacrifice,
So then when did she really lose it?
Her childhood I mean.
Breathing corpses
With fleshy pretenses
Of life.
This poems is very good. Its entertaining. It sounds like lyrics My Chemical Romance would write. But whatever i like it.