Books and blood

Books and blood

A Poem by copperconan

 

 

 

The Icon on the morning news

another smoking gun

should the teacher show the book

or tell the class to run?

In a class room in a quiet town

the question is why ?

books and blood keep mingling

will we graduate or die ?

empty casing s keep on ringing

yes it’s a different kind of bell

seems to be chapter

straight from the books of hell

Bullets turn the pages

where books and blood are red

somewhere Satan’s laughing

as he numbers all the dead.

What can we ever do

to turn this crimson page?

What book teaches love we need

to stop this heathen rage

will we knock on heavens door

when we open our next book?

what avenue is left

to get someone to look ?

lucifer oh lucifer

the god of all that hates

your servants keep traveling

to each and every state

A smoking gun your Scepter

death always your creed

books and blood your calling card

for such a dreadful deed .

 

 

Empty casings keep on ringing

yes it’s a different kind of bell

seems to be a chapter

straight from the books of hell

bullets turn the pages

where the books and blood are red

somewhere Satan’s laughing

as he numbers all the dead

In a class room in a quiet town

the question is why ?

Books and blood keep mingling

will we graduate or die?

© N.T

© 2009 copperconan


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legion ,, that is tough name for a poet ,, writer,,
thanks for your reply. review .. It is late here in ole Kentuck..
I have been reviewing on other site tonight ..I plan on sailing your way tomorrow .
chow for now ..

copperconan

Posted 15 Years Ago


Don't know if you are a musician or not, but this would be a kick a*s song. Brilliant. Kudos.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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copperconan
copperconan

walled lake, MI



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54 years old ,, enjoy writing short lyrics . poems believe in God strongly love dogs (hunting hounds ) love trading lies beside late night campfire while catfishing more..

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