Mary Rowena

Blood Money - Poem by Mary Rowena

You crossed the river sticks, but it wasn't enough,
The waves have now taken you away
You did the unthinkable, and joined me on the other side
Freedom, at last, freedom
Caught up in the arms of a beautiful woman
You painted a beautiful picture
Two identical faces, carved by the angels
But a wrath so dark trailed underneath
To give what you could never receive was the thought that kept you alive
Ironic, isn't it, that it’s the reason you have died
What made you selfless made you selfish
But you really meant no harm
Only joy and riches were your intentions, for your loved ones such as I
One and twenty days, and the pictures colours begin to fade
A bright light approaches-
Blood Money
So leave this world, and leave me nothing but this gold heart chain
This gold heart chain I wear like a noose around my neck
I’ll let your death strangle me, with the last piece of your blood money.

Topic(s) of this poem: death

Comments about Blood Money by Mary Rowena

  • Aries Profanisaurus (4/27/2014 6:13:00 PM)

    Written with much power and anger. I believe you meant the river Styx though. Despite this, a strong write (Report) Reply

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  • John Chizoba Vincent (4/27/2014 4:35:00 PM)

    i dont really get the message poet is trying to pass but i think is nice poem with powerful lines. (Report) Reply

  • (4/27/2014 2:40:00 PM)

    This is a piece written with so much power. Unfortunately violence is wicked, but your poem is wonderful! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 27, 2014

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