Angelica Duardo

Rookie - 50 Points (September 1987 / San Diego California)

Kill A Myth - Poem by Angelica Duardo

Some wise old man told me once
A myth is more dangerous than the man who dies
You can’t kill a myth like you did with the man
You can’t kill a myth with your own two hands

I thought about it all day long
And then came night and still I thought
I tried to find a way to prove him wrong
But this wise old man who told me once
Had all the reason a man could have


Can’t kill a myth once it’s born
Can’t kill a myth with knives nor bombs

So think before you kill someone
You’d better make him look bad
Or better yet don’t kill my friend
Cause man itself is more dangerous
Than myths or guns, or hands that kill

Some wise old man told me once
No need to kill, my precious one
Once you’ve taken someone’s life
You will become no myth, but a mad man

The worst enemy you’ll ever have
Will be yourself, the biggest one
You’ll live with this day and night
Still after life you’ll cry your act

So my dear friend don’t kill, nor try,
Cause man itself is more dangerous
Than myths and guns, or hands that hurt

Some wise old man told me once
A myth is more dangerous than the man who dies
You can’t kill a myth like you did with the man
You can’t kill a myth with your bare two hands

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Comments about Kill A Myth by Angelica Duardo

  • (4/4/2008 4:55:00 AM)


    very true very powerful very good thank you (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2008



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