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Postby Gunsmith » Wed Nov 12, 2014 1:46 pm

I love writing stories, but last night I came up with a poem that I thought was really good. And I've never been good at writing poetry, but I do think this is good. I call it, "As The Dust Settles"

Gone are the kings their sons now wear the crown,
Gone is the old regime; the new one was once called the underground,

Gone is the status quo, that ship has sailed,
Gone is the previous oppression, no matter their poetic might all empires are doomed to fail,

Gone are the old gods, or at least now we know what we believe,
All the fuss over religion, can seem so redundant; why can't we see that one faith can wear different masks? Can someone tell me?

Gone is the world we once knew as the dust settles, and as the dust settles only one question remains,
Is the new world progress from the old, or just its own unique sense of pain?

As the dust settles, with our hearts and reason combined, we will answer if our newfound liberty is more than just a passing fad,
It's the choices we make that determine our fate, and, the dust settles with that
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Re: Pen to page

Postby Gunsmith » Wed Dec 03, 2014 9:58 am

I wrote more poems, so I guess I'll post them. This one's called "Free"

All she wanted was to do what she desired,
Never to be judged for being who she is,
Never to be ignored while she stands in the midst

Of all these crowds, she dreams of setting the world on fire,
Never to be used or abused,
That would be something she could get used to

It doesn't matter what they'll say after,
She wants to be free and that's all that matters

She snuck out to a party when no one else knew,
It was there she met a guy who knew exaclty how she felt,
Everything about him mader her heart melt

To get closer to him she would do what he would do,
Drinking alcohol and smoking weed,
Doing what the cool kids do will get her where she wants to be

It doesn't matter what they'll say after,
She wants to be free and that's all that matters,

Freedom isn't free, but are you really?
Do you wanna live, or do you just wanna get by?
Now she's all strung-out, trying to find the same high

She struggles to make rent for an apartment that ain't pretty,
In the beginning, she didn't want to feel the pain,
And now that's lead to being shackled to a whole new set of chain

It doesn't matter what they'll say after,
She wants to be free and that's all that matters
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