Children of the graveA Poem by Joey Martinez
I can't stop death but it can stop me
Farewell mother nature and never ending seas But the top question remains the same You know the one that drives a human insane Will I rise or will I fall? The phone is ringing will I answer the call? Or what if..... there's nothing at all No answer, no God, no devil No purgatory no other level Just death Joined by children of the grave Who believed in religion, victimless slaves Told to behave due to constant fear Of a horned man with a razor sharp tail and an unbreakable spear The phone continues to ring Will I hear the sound of an angels sing Or the sound of a spear sharpening it's sting? I want to believe in this God they claim But I can't help but think it's nothing more than a fable that reached fame I grab the phone No angels, no devil, no tone Nothing...... nothing at all I will nether rise or fall Children of the grave © 2017 Joey Martinez |
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Added on February 1, 2017 Last Updated on February 1, 2017 Author
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