So the time has now come
It's over for you
You're gonna be gone
And there's nothing to do
You always loved hate
You never were known
To be the very best
And you've certainly shown
That your evils and wrongs
Can never be ceased
Always turn the living
Into the deceased
And though it's amoral
And never corrective
I fell it's important
To be reflective
Of a dead lack of mercy
And an ignorance of shame
So that you may be ended
And formally defamed
So here I stand
And not a moment too soon
A squeeze of the trigger
You begin to swoon
You buckle your knees
And fall to the ground
I rise up and scream
"Eternally bound!"
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 6:04 PM UTC
So the time has now come
It's over for you
You're gonna be gone
And there's nothing to do
You always loved hate
You never were known
To be the very best
And you've certainly shown
That your evils and wrongs
Can never be ceased
Always turn the living
Into the deceased
And though it's amoral
And never corrective
I fell it's important
To be reflective
Of a dead lack of mercy
And an ignorance of shame
So that you may be ended
And formally defamed
So here I stand
And not a moment too soon
A squeeze of the trigger
You begin to swoon
You buckle your knees
And fall to the ground
I rise up and scream
"Eternally bound!"
A ridiculous "hypothetical positioning" poem that I did in 10 minutes. The context is - a man is confronted by a significant criminal who attempts to ****** him, but the criminal is killed instead - the man views his action as a regrettable but necessary serving of justice. Not a particularly deep one, rather modest on the quality. Oh well.
