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World So Dark (The Dream)

Poetry By: jmurch

This is an older poem. I wrote it seventeen years ago. It, by far, is one of the darkest I ever wrote.

Submitted:Mar 17, 2012    Reads: 139    Comments: 11    Likes: 3   

Once, I dreamed of a world so dark...

Of babies screaming from sickness and death.

I saw the blood of Christ,

and Christ it burned as it boiled my soul

till I could not breath...

till I could not breath...

I saw the last animal,

it was not a man

but simply a greed driven parasite

which devoured its own.

I could not help but wonder if this was for real

as I saw the gravy pour of hot molten lava

from a black core;

I watched young soldiers with child like faces

march to their deaths.

As they marched by someone shouted:

"Eyes right!"

...and the eyes screamed back EMPTY!

...and the sockets bled dark hell of night!

I saw the sadness of a million dead souls;

I smelled the putrid odor of flesh on their bones

when I felt the arm of a child tug me,

but what I saw the child holding,

I could not help but gasp!

It was a skull imprinted by the inferno of napalm death

because once I dreamed of a world so dark-

where man had swallowed itself

in the womb of stupidity...

where man had swallowed itself

in a time of no turning back...



Just a chance to be glad this was only...

A dream.


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