Cody Moore

Rookie (1980 / Arizona)

The Last Moment - Poem by Cody Moore

If a bullet were to find me
In its mid flight
I shall join my brethren
In there everlasting night

As my soul is sent
Reality will be bent
As a contortionist on the stage
I will turn my last page

As I take my last breath
The blood flows steadily ore my chest
Thoughts flow through my head
With the reality I will soon be dead

Dark clouds around me steaming
Deep within my head I’m screaming
A scream of terror and defiant passion
I pray to God that he will have compassion


Comments about The Last Moment by Cody Moore

  • (1/10/2008 5:58:00 PM)

    nice i like it, i like all ur poems -i think- (Report)Reply

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  • (1/10/2008 3:25:00 PM)

    i was really bord so i decided to read some pomes yours is really well written (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 10, 2008



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