"consquence" poems
Give them hell
Raining down on your fists
Show them the consquence
of all the nights
when their hell weapons kept you up
and made it a living hell
Kept you thinkin "that coffin better be just my size"
give the ******** something
Give them something they didn't pay for
Let them try to bring you down kid
Give them hell kid
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 1:43 AM UTC
I see this broken down home
As I'm cruising down a country street
My mind wanders into the past
Imagines the memories
That have led to this defeat
I can only imagine 'once upon a time'
This was a prosperous home
Where love dwelled
Perhaps, the opposite
Perhaps, this was a home of lost love
If you did not pull your weight
On the farm you were expelled
Not following what Jesus said, "'This is my commandment that you love one another as I love you"
Perhaps, that maybe is what led to this defeat
Is this delapidation the consquence of deceit?
~~₩KR~~
Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 10:24 PM UTC
we've been in a hot persuit with sorrow,
tempted death with playful beckons,
not fearing of tomorrow, as we instigated war between angels and demons,
then compared pumpkins with melons,
the art of a dedicated farmer,
who only begged for his seeds to grow,
day in day out during summer,
we scampered at the beach then ended in the dhow,
the consquence of a missing skill,
then some of us wept under the moonlight,
with brokenhearts that never heal,
i remember i was hounded by a fright,
as i read the 4th line of this poem,
something beyond my physical potential,
a performance you cant even mime,
then politics, business and anything commercial,
a mere embarassment, traders were mean,
and just to rest the case, 2013 is over,
we have mobilized better schemes for 2014,
we are the movers and shakers.
Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 6:28 AM UTC