Aram Stefanian

Rookie - 125 Points (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)

Cop A Plea - Poem by Aram Stefanian

When you have the horrors, you wish you went West
Torn between magic illusion and grim reality
You seek the truth, still haven't done your level best
To relieve your persecuting perilous anxiety

Utter rapture is an incomplete sensation
Like reaching an orgasm after a speedy handjob
We're destined to live in the erroneous creation
Brutish rights for you, and human rights for a cub

Cataclysmic hereafter ensues from the past
A flock of wounded angels dives into a blazing sea
The Prince of Darkness on horseback plays his horn full blast
You are found guilty, yet nurse a hope to cop a plea

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 6, 2005

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