your country's kiss of deathA Poem by Mem
no one sings prettier about a paradise than people who live there
start looking for something worth a sin before this sin finds you naked and blind camping under your own door, not within mind smelling like mint, heart just mined murder as a rape of nature nature as something you try to cheat on but stereotypes, superstitions not a vision of blind creator your country says: shoot him mother: don't victims: come on start looking for something worth a sin before this sin finds you naked and blind camping under your own door, not within mind smelling like mint, heart just mined red dress, new symbol of opposition people's thoughts even naive and forgetful don't commit a crime you neighbours did country: so generous mother: please son victims: be a fool start looking for something worth a sin before this sin finds you naked and blind camping under your own door, not within mind smelling like mint, heart just mined © 2013 Mem |
StatsAuthorMemLubin, PolandAboutMem / seventeen / INFP / socialist / a loner A literature lover: Camus, Orwell, Huxley, Kafka, Wilde, Burroughs, Dostoevsky, Bukowski. Music inspiring me: http://www.lastfm.pl/user/buuugman more..Writing
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