Dystopian Days AheadA Poem by HiddenKnivesJust something that was on my mind today
It was nearing the end
our free lives soon gone enslaved by a nation of old neurotic sin They played the card and lost the bet a one eyed jack and a broken king now rule He claims the title, guardian yet slays his people eerily without remorse of touch or care to watch enslaved we are, forgotten betrayed, stripped down, forgotten O dystopian world you've forsaken all that you claimed we would be a trade off of life for a coin a coin for a life's not enough © 2012 HiddenKnives |
StatsAuthorHiddenKnivesbaton rouge, LAAboutI'm a heavy equipment and industrial maintenance tech. My hobbies are chess, artistic woodworking, and rpgs more..Writing
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