Rage rage unbearable rage
Blood my paint the world my stage
I want to chop it all up and burn what remains
I don't even care about the stains
Bloody hands and marred up face
Long since lost its grace
I've lost hope for this race
Let fire wipe it clean
I don't care it's mean
I'll mop up the mess after
I'll watch all from a rafter
I wield ice so I freeze the look
Of pain on faces lives it took
Purge the world let it flame
Don't let man your fury tame
Lest you find that you are lame
I might be blind
I might be dumb
But you will find I can still use a drum
Let war rage and death depart
After on fire the world start
I want to burn but I stop flames
Until I let ice it my life claimes
I watch it go then make it snow
I watch as nuclear debree
Falls all around me
I see the world split apart
And marvel at such perfect art
I let it all go
I tell it to
But with a bow I aim at you
My life's work done
No more fun
Two horsemen yet one on foot
Not careing covered in soot
Not four men nor their steeds
Instead only two with seeds
Watch a new order grow
As life to them they bestow
Rage rage rage
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poems
Randompoems by me. Try not to judge too harshly some of these were made at 13-14 years old. The new-ish ones start at "scars inside" so, um... enjoy?
