I'm walking
I'm walking
I can hear
The hospital talking
Doctor death
Wants to get
In my head
Laid me on the bed
Put electrodes
To my head
Blasted me
Till I'm nearly dead
They knew I'd confessed
With voices
In my head
Now they was
Trying to make
Me dead
Did they think
I wouldn't survive
Did they think
I'd go and hide
As the years
Rolled by
My demons
Said goodbye
Now it's time
To have justice
On my side
Doctor death
You can't hide
It's justice time
You know, Dave, at times it is good to leave justice for the Creator... One thing I like about the poem is the length.
Wow, i like it.. Wonderful poem.. Life lies in between justice and injustice sometimes..nice concept..
I love the way you write, it keeps me interested till the very last word and wanting more
justice never dies, justice finds its own level. nice poem. full marks. sorry for delay.
I think the poem is great, but remember, justice is mine, sayeth the lord.
Human might be able to gain a real justice after he could kill the demon within and I believed that the poet was found his way to welcome the truth and fear nothing in his life. Well done! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i wonder wat influenced u t2 write a pecie like this