Friday, March 26, 2010

Out On The Roofs Of Hell Comments

Rating: 3.0
Sing us a song in this cynical age,
Sing us a song, my friend,
While the Flesh and the Devil are all the rage
And Death seems the only end.


Henry Lawson
Ratnakar Mandlik 29 October 2016
A stunning poem originating through a fantastic imagery. Thanks for sharing it here.
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Kevin Patrick 29 October 2016
Brutal, bleak, broken, that's what it feels like from reading these words, Lawson vividly paints the outback as the ultimate living purgatory that tortures mans very existence. There's an assize movie called Wake in Fright, the film is the essence of this poem, the broken spirits of men, whose lives are made up of drinking, fighting, pillaging, because there is no salvation found. Wonderful work
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