Poetry

Can they stand tall? (The few)

While our frail sun, for a long time,  in hush, has been slipping by, There are those,Holders of sisyphean rock to ink firm LightsTellers of how new dead bodies walk and sightThe alienated masses pose: Can they stand tall? There are those,Doers of Good which the earthy evils curseSmilers at the face of doom to… Continue reading Can they stand tall? (The few)

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Doing some things they don't likeDoing it with all their heartPretend and inventLove , passion and compassionUntil their forged inventionsTurn into sores, hatred and depressionAdd some to some plus someRivers of alive rocks devoid the souls…To kill them systematically-Modernly. S.C.P.B