Wicked Rules Poem by Erica Davison
Wicked Rules
No rest for the wicked, for the wicked
She said
There will be no rest for the wicked
When they're long gone and dead
All my ghosts are healthy
The ones in my head
They lived their lives well-thy
And have no rest in death
There'll be no rest for the wicked!
She cried
And put her arms down by her side
There'll be no rest for thee
She sighed
And no-where to hide
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5/12/2024 1:42:22 PM # 1.0.0.1119
There'll be no rest for the wicked! She cried And put her arms down by her side There'll be no rest for thee... a meditation on after life and death....... thank u dear poetess. tony