The Dead World

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem

Submitted: July 09, 2012

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Stars, tiny diamond eyes glint,
Down from a black-blue canvas,
Of water-washed paint and dreams,
Their light extending to the mud.

 

But amiable light does not touch ground.
Does not touch the darkness, the sin.
A darkness, darker than night, is upon Earth.
An artificial darkness created by man.

 

A wolf cry echoes in a hallowed church,
A lonesome sound of pity and fear,
A sound more honest than anything left,
Muffled by the ignorance surrounding it.

 

The sun’s journey stopped dead,
Unable to embrace the world once more.
And the world of bone, so dead,
Did not even miss the presence.
 


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