MassacreA Poem by BrooklynMy history class just watched The Patriot and this poem is about the evil Colonel on the British side. Nothing against British. Only this guy.Don’t you feel? Doesn’t anything beat under your chest? How can you watch As the people fall dead? And knowing you caused it! How can you live with yourself? I can’t comprehend. How your soul must cry out, Tattered to shreds. Fate worse than life in fear Awaits you, fiend. How can you see Your enemy’s eyes dull? And bear to spend Even a second more in this world? How those eyes must haunt you, Long after your vengeance is fulfilled. Don’t you care about their lives? Don’t you care about their worth? Unalienable rights denied in a bloody massacre. Do wonder about what they might have been like If only you knew them more? Do you wonder if their blood would stain your hands In a different universe? © 2012 BrooklynAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on September 26, 2012 Last Updated on September 26, 2012 AuthorBrooklynwhy do you want to know?, MAAboutI'm a fourteen year old girl that is now in her freshman year of highschool. wish me luck!. I'm awful at spelling, and I need to work on "down time" in stories. I also can't seem to write one book for.. more..Writing
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