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The Greatest Evil
It sickens me to see the great evil present on this earth,
I cannot overlook the ruins before me,
I hear the plea for mercy the cry of misery,
The wicked run free and the innocent always pay the price.
But what can I do? I’m just another criminal.
It’s so easy to see the horror of the world,
Though I can’t seem to understand that in reality, it’s all just a part of me,
I’m the problem, I’m the tragedy.
Evil On Earth
It is not your fault. It's mine. I am old
and set in my ways It is not your criminality,
it's theirs, those protectors of evil. It is not
your complacency or withdrawl, or time
behind the bars you built all your life
at the forge store opportunity you sang
and created by pushing the blade
so hot into water so cold.
I liked this poem - it's honesty ~A~
Allets
Dont ask me to be blameless, Ive weilded my weapon cut down those in my way,
My greatest offense is against God, I look to the world as if I can judge it in all righteousness thinking as If I am the one to measure the likeness of mankind.
Depraved as any, I am no more then anynone no matter what good I think I have done.
In the eyes of an almighty God I am nothing, there is nothing in me.
I deserve Hell for all that I have done.
GOd have mercy on me a wretched criminal, He paid my penalty that was right due to me.
I do not deserve the least of His blessings,
I am glad that you like this poem, to God alone be the Glory.
I thank you so much for reading this, and even taking your time to comment
:)
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I like your style! This is
I like your style! This is beautifully tragic. :)
Fiyero
Hi there Fiyero! thank you for reading this poem, :) and for your thoughtful comment. I wil be sure to check your peoms aswell to see your style maybe we have the same interest.
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