All you who weep

Cry me a river, all you who weep

And in it I will drown all these sheep

Sing me a song, all you who moan

To that sweet melody, my hatred has grown

Fill the air with inquiry, all you who ask why

But know your last question shall be why you must die

Just go and lay down, you who give up

And drink deep of my wrath for you flowing in this cup

Reviews

[Kyra]

The rhythm is great and I love the metaphors! This is amazing!

[Patricia Stephmore]

I can't stop reading now.....
Can you teach me how to write like this?!!!!!!!!!!!!😱😱😱😱

[Death's Poet]

You are making my day sweet friend! And I don't need to teach you a thing :) But feel free to message me, I love bouncing ideas around with fellow poets

[Patricia Stephmore]

Yes....you won't have to wait long now!!! I'm really impressed !!!! You'll receive a message soon...be prepared to be disturbed!!😃😃😃😃

[Death's Poet]

I am already disturbed my dear :)

[Patricia Stephmore]

Oh....in the good way or bad way?

[Death's Poet]

In the best way

[Patricia Stephmore]

Ohh...😊😊😊😊

[V]

I like your choice of words, the darkness inserted and how you combined both.

[Death's Poet]

Thank you dear