From The Coffin

EVERYBODY LOVES YOU WHEN YOU'RE SIX FOOT IN THE GROUND - John Lennon. For the Creative Poetry group.

I smile as I feel my coffin
    settled six feet down
My smile is grim and silent
    I don't make a sound
How they weep, moan and cry
    yet I know they're glad I'm gone
Their tears are false, as are their words
    with them I never really did belong
I was their credit card, their wallet
    with an endless balance to spend
I was their ticket to the good life
    the party was wild and without an end
Now I'm six feet down and raging
    I'm sick and tired of their lies
I will fix them, my false group of friends
    they are happy that I did die
So 24 hours later I rise from my grave
    I'm hungry for what they have ripped from me
They see me, monster with death to give
    I am what they never thought I'd be
I feast on their life, I take what they are
    their essence gives to me my immortal glory
I grin as I take them out one by one
    I survive and comes an end to their story
See me as I strut across the world's stage
    will new friends feel my blood rage?



   

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I like the sense of alientation you conjour up here. I esp like these lines:
Their tears are false, as are their words
with them I never really did belong
... because I feel that the bulk of people around us are precisely like that, egocentric. But equally as you say we are not belongers and so feel things more keenly perhaps. The revenge of the dead one is strong.

[Black Cat Fever]

Sinister, but sadly this situation is often so true.

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Excellent write, Love the story of revenge!

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Ah, yes. Some people are worth more dead than alive to others and if the murdered ones could they'd get revenge I've no doubt. I like this poem, good writing here!

[Star Wolf]

A very compelling write. Sometimes revenge is all that keeps some going, but then, some do deserve a taste of their own medicine. What comes around goes around......and all that. Awesome poem.

[KAREN]

Filled with anger and revenge! LOVE IT!!!

[Poetic Beauty]

Vampire is what I think of in this piece. A soul that was ripped of truly acceptance that has returned to get revenge. I love the twisted story in this piece.