John Johnson

Rookie (06-30-1982 / Price Utha)

Hate - Poem by John Johnson

A wondering soul shadowed by fate

Surrounded by hate

Wondering this earth searching for heavens gate

Trapped in space and time

Is this life or some sick rhyme

Searching for belief

Wishing for some kind of relief

A worn and tattered soul

Crawling out of a deep dark whole

Eyes closed to the beauty this life holds

Angels and demons fighting over my soul

Faced with all the evil that this world holds

All of the good has faded into the shadows

Hate has reared its ugly head

Children go to sleep crying in their beds

Murderers roam the streets with evil in their heads

This world has turned in to a deep dark place

And evil has taken control of the human race


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  • Ashraful MusaddeqAshraful Musaddeq (5/22/2009 8:01:00 PM)

    'This world has turned in to a deep dark place
    And evil has taken control of the human race'

    You have nicely concluded.
    I agree with your view.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 22, 2009



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