Peasants, Man

Peasants, Man

A Poem by Jesse Lancaster
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They could do whatever they wanted if they wanted.

"
Little Light, how they yearn
for your shine, translucent savior of 
an empty room, searing the night sky,
a scar among the clouds 
you whisper demands into the ears 
of feeble men, resolute in your desire
determined to f**k over the townspeople 
like you decided when they first turned away, 
saw you for what you are: 

nothing
Just some black distant star. 

© 2012 Jesse Lancaster


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This poem is great and I'm surprised no one has commented on it yet! I feel like the transition between the 1st and 2nd stanza is a bit too sudden but I really like way you begin and the way you end.

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Posted 11 Years Ago


Jesse Lancaster

11 Years Ago

Thanks for noticing. I find that a lot of my poems tend to transition strangely and I sort of just a.. read more

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Added on October 3, 2012
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Tags: poop, Loki knows his shit, fucking peasants, don't mess, don't worry about me, I'm just going insane

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Jesse Lancaster
Jesse Lancaster

Manchester, CT



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I'm Jesse Lancaster. No I'm not. I am: 19 And now: @ Uni for my sophomore year. My writing draws heavy influences from the music I listen to, other writers (such as Chuck Palahniuk, John Green a.. more..

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