The Misread

Nickname those who are so misread

call them the devil, the sinner, the dead.

For, a tragedy opens blind eyes

As I cling to you for a beacon of truth,

 

We are the forgotten

Pushed to the ground we await

The future that’s been spread for us.

We stand as the world burns quick

 

Dancing in the sun the devil, the sinner, the dead

Rejoice. We hear the sound of a voice

Reverberate through the world

However, there’s a certain disposition

 

Within this predication.

We didn’t quite comprehend the mistakes,

that have yet to pass.

Oh the tragedy to open our eyes.

 

Reviews

[Anna]

Very well put together poem, I have to say. You tie your points together quite nicely. The first sentence is what really got me.
"Nickname those who are so misread
call them the devil, the sinner, the dead."

Not only does it show the truth in those who are misread, but its a mirror to society, showing the stupidity of everyone. Those who are different, hurting, and in general *misread* are labelled terrible things. "We stand as the world burns quick" almost shows a slap in the face to soceity, showing that these outcast, these misread sinners will stand while they fall.
Love the poem, love the lay out, love the message.

[Rob Santana]

Awesom piece,love it. Unique and original.

[Jade]

Thank you so much

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

This is life the changing experiences feed our emotions and make for great poetry.

[Jade]

They really do help inspire.

[Chaos_Collector]

There's a lot of truth in this poem. I like this especially "For, a tragedy opens blind eyes" Some times people don't know the good that they have until something bad happens to them, in other words, they take things for granted. There's good diction scattered throughout this poem. In my eyes, this piece was well written. Good work :)

Chaos_Collector

[Jade]

Thank you so much =]

[Chaos_Collector]

You're welcome :)