My Crumbling World Poem by Bryant Clifton
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My Crumbling World
Bloody revolution
Unforgiving retribution
Thousands left dead
And in destitution
Hellish hate
With pain so great
Burn them all
That is their fate
They live unknown
With discord sewn
All by yourself
To die alone
There is no hope
No way to cope
Find pleasure in death
As it slits your throat
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This poem could be interpreted many ways. One could see it as the apocalypse or as a prophecy. I want to hear the ways the readers interpret this poem.
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