Treasure Island

Sarah Baughman

(08-22-93 / Henryetta Oklahoma)

justice will fall as acid

The falling rain is justice
But this justice falls as acid,
The pain from your fear
Will soon be over.
I will watch you as you fall,
I will smile and laugh,
And watch as I rule over everyone,
That is left that is,
And when you fall my justice will rain.
When you die today I live forever.
No matter what you do,
I will win,
I will kill,
I will save myself,
I will make you parish in fear and pain,
I will let you die slowly,
Just for fun.
When the justice is over,
Everyone alive will bow down at my feet,
Or feel my rage.
The falling rain is justice
But this justice falls as acid,
And the pain from your fear
Will soon be over…….

Submitted: Thursday, December 18, 2008

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  • Candika Niada (12/18/2008 11:17:00 AM)

    I like this poem, perhaps it's just my wickedness shining through :) Nice choice of words as well, definitely a 10. (Report) Reply

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