Thursday, July 16, 2009

Brief update - poetry

The work created on Wednesday was pretty awesome. Below I am sharing some drafts randomly.

Own means to possess.
Own means your belongings.
I own this place.
This is my own.
I own this cause it is my own.


I want your life in payment
For all the anger you sent
When I have done you no wrong
But you sing it like a song

I don't want your money
I need a fair testimony
You deny me the fair right
It doesn't even last til the night

But why do I feel such anger
When I decided I'm not an avenger
I don't know what I'm talking about
I don't know what I'm talking about


We marched on the Provence
They called it the "Fruit Tree's Promise" as it was marked by such
Our army had great confidence
Though the men were afraid of cooties
We all were bound to the adventure
It was hard to believe my revenge
Was to be a reality
In the end with our weapons
After hearing his final words and questions
His head was severed, and he went
to heaven.


They search the ruined house
Cowering in fear
Whimpering with strength
They crawled through the hole
An endless field
Things without a purpose
Think I'm tough
Reality, time flies