Monsters

I am masked.
as is everyone.. aren't they?

dancing the jig that fools everyone.
we are all animals in suits and gowns...
pretending to be what we are not.
we lie.
humane is not real.

no one is safe with a cruel world like this.
rape, murder, harassment.
all the things that burden us.
fueled on satan some say.
anything but innocent.
violence learned when you're only a child.
making it a sure thing that we will end up killing someone.
we are creating monsters.

Reviews

[Jules Carson]

This is what I like to see in poetry, the dark side. You gave me a clear precise image, nothing is worse than a stop start poem, yet yours seemed to flow, it was very good, I enjoyed it. Only a couple of errors, I think in the second line "if" should be "is"? And lastly at the beginning of each stanza it should be capitalized, other than that, good read, well done.

[Grace Mohn]

yes you are right i will fix that haha and than you for your feed back

[Jules Carson]

Haha, no problem, it was good, I like this 'dark' kind of poetry you are bringing to the table.

[Grace Mohn]

I see lots of dark in this worl xD

[Jules Carson]

Well try not to let it get on top of you, channel it into this type of writing, and you'll be set xP

[Grace Mohn]

well thank you ill try :)

[Whiskurz]

Sad but true......Good write my friend......Whisk

[Grace Mohn]

thank you :)