Little MonstersA Poem by Joshua J. CertainJust having fun
I hear them scratching at the walls,
Screaming feels up the hall. Do I know who they are? They came from a planet so far. Little monsters in my dreams Dream monsters are in reality it seems. Frequntly they are calling my name. Laughing,
I am loosing their game.
I hear the sounds of of people being torn apart,
See the ground covered in body parts.
"Do not scream" I tell myself.
I hear them jumping on the shelfs.
Little monsters so cruel.
Little monsters,
Alleviating the world from the human fool. © 2011 Joshua J. Certain |
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2 Reviews Added on May 4, 2011 Last Updated on May 4, 2011 AuthorJoshua J. CertainOHAboutIn a dark place I awoke. I believe it was around the age of twelve. I picked up a pen and wrote a poem tilted "Broken light". That was years ago and that poem is long gone. I started a whole mess of.. more..Writing
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