Nez Nut

Torture - Poem by Nez Nut

slaves kill meals steal
crush rush break kick
slash mash cash dash
claw paw gnaw maw
you cant believe the things that i saw
they grab they tie they whack to make you cry
they torture your body by pouring hot oil
they threathen to kill you each day of time
but inside, you already feel dead
dead and tired
of the pain and of the hurt
the way they kick you to make it worse
the knives slice the blood off your vein
hoping that you'll someday die in vain
knowing you wont be sleeping
when youre off to heaven
you'll still be crying
in the dark dungeon dying
dying of the pain and poison
and with your children helplessly watching

Comments about Torture by Nez Nut

  • Edward Kofi Louis (4/23/2010 8:51:00 AM)

    A nice piece of work. Keep it up so that we can also learn from you.

    Thank you.

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  • (4/23/2010 5:14:00 AM)

    brilliant! ! love it. i have two similar ones-called backwards, and Counter strike, have a read! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 23, 2010

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