Books and bloodA 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 copperconanReviews
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2 Reviews Added on February 8, 2009 Authorcopperconanwalled lake, MIAbout54 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..Writing
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