The N*****s of Death

The N*****s of Death

A Poem by Willy P
"

written for a catchiest title contest

"

The baby was fed
The baby fell over dead
All mourn the baby.

© 2008 Willy P


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

I like this!

Posted 13 Years Ago


haha. That was a great read! The poem certainly stands out. : )

Posted 17 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Wow.
What a crazy way to go with a title.
Good luck. I like it.

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.

I don't understand the last line. Why hail the baby? He died.
I might say something like "All mourn the baby."
I don't know.
As for the catchiest title, I'd say that you have it sealed with this one.
It's definitely an attractive title.
Good luck.

Posted 17 Years Ago


3 of 4 people found this review constructive.

I think you should win the catchiest title! That intrigued me to read your poem. I was not sure what it was about when I read the title. Maybe some guy being obsessed with n*****s. Ha ha...overall, you did a great job writing this short poem!

Posted 17 Years Ago


5 of 6 people found this review constructive.


Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

340 Views
5 Reviews
Added on February 15, 2008

Author

Willy P
Willy P

Irondale, AL



About
After being in and out of juvie for three years I decided my life was a waste and I tried unsuccessfully to kill myself. My mom, fearing I would try suicide again with a different result, forced me to.. more..

Writing