Once I Met A StrangerA Poem by Chance SkyA sonnet that exploits the corruption of society and relates it back to the biblical cleansing. To clarify I don't want this or think this should happen. It just sounded pretty. I'm not even religiousOnce I met a stranger, with no fire in his eyes, Then I met an angel, but he was too dead inside, The there was a leader, and his lips only spilled lies, And a bunch of children, that had nowhere left to hide.
Drugs are the currency, paranoia is in bloom, Fire scorching the skies, a disease hot from within, We are all travesties, there will be no god left soon, Darkness eats at our hearts; we’ll destroy him with our sin.
Dead ashes in the wind, I have a soul that can’t sleep, Lost in reminiscence, plagued with guilt not only mine, As we complete our fall, the earth will silently weep, The catacomb of life, we destroy all we define.
The wanted saving waves, here will come the needed waves, Crashing and falling in, how many lives can be saved?
© 2013 Chance SkyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorChance SkyCanadaAboutAhh I'm bad at these things, I find I always get off topic and ramble endlessly. So for your sake and to lessen my embarrassment I will try and keep this short and sweet. My name is Chance Sky, yes .. more..Writing
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