ToxicA Poem by Sinful ScribeA criticism of the modern world.
You could light a cigarette in my soul.
Make your lungs black like the soot on the ground. Shoving toxic chemicals in rivers. Beneath are all the children never found. Not saved by cops too busy with murder. Watch the murder online, look how shocking. The serial killers are all famous. You’ll be next , through the door’s you're not locking. Because in your eyes the world is askew. Crooked as the crashed cars you saw today. Death’s a small price to pay for laziness. Put the cigarette out in the ashtray. © 2016 Sinful Scribe |
StatsAuthorSinful ScribeAboutI am now a demon to the world. The common enemy you all share. Not the source but the object of hate. Better than to know he is not there. The Universe is not so simple. In it's complex.. more..Writing
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