victoria dupree

Rookie (1-30-95 / Mississippi)

Cold Nights - Poem by victoria dupree

The sun is sitting.
The moon is rising.
The warmth is leaving.
The cold is coming.
The grass that once covered the ground.
let it become ice from the touch of our beloved moon.
The world lite only by silver light from our mother's glow.
Stop it in its tracks and let teh dcemons roam.
Let us roam the darkness once again.
Let us control the night.
This time is ours.
If you are not like us.
Then freaze.
Freeze along with your daylight.
Humans will no longer control us.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 27, 2010


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