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Enfeebled Martyr
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Old School This righteousness is beyond comprehension
Sacrificing what you believe to be is beyond hope
Sheer dominance fades into your existence
Boiling blood and fusions of anger with sorrow
Transferrence of your belief into blundering bullshit
Forsaken, you scream into the dark
From martyr to solace
You search to find your comfort
The memories on your wrist define your nature
Feed off your influxes of hate
Dream the dream of the peaceful one
And in your dying day do you find your peace of mind
Your antics and feeble words can't be withdrawn
I'm sorry to say, but you're worthless
Pictured on the wall, your colorful resting place
Beauty if it can be defined within your heart of black
The wind blowing in the trees of the night
Siren sings her words of estrangement
You cut the cords of life
Sacrifice yourself to believe everything
But in the end, its nothing you gain
WOW..... I'm not sure if you were meaning this poem as a view from the mind of a suicide bomber but that was what I walked away from it with in my mind. perhaps you could write for us you readers, an author's comments on the poem to give us a better idea how you mean this but the way I took it I loved it. would be suicide bombers should read these powerful words the ending said it best BUT IN THE END ITS NOTHING YOU GAIN!kudos to you sir poeteer............ a sincere reader and appreciater of your words, melissa.................keep sharing with us!