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The Rage
Dark Poetry
There is a star, not in the sky,
but deep inside your chest, and the spark is dying because the world is dying, and the truth is, you are the heart of this world. Keep yourself healthy, study the gods, and stay wise, keep the future in your eyes. Touch reality. Try not to think of life as the road to death, but think of dying as the road to life. 10,000 maniacs are running in the streets tonight, breaking windows, and starting fires. Anarchy is raging in the minds of the masses. Leave a tip for this poet? Mr. Ghost Stories has chosen to ask for tips. Any donation is made directly to this poet, and is greatly appreciated.
Interesting! I like it.
love it
Thank you both!
Absolutely ?❤️! It’s exactly how I’m reacting to our world. Awesome poem! Thank you ?
I must say, you are a great writer
It seems these days that we all have rage the trouble is we don't know where to put it I have yet to land a blow on the coronavirus:/ nor mass stupidity or efforts at misdirection that doesn't mean i don't try but my joints get achy punching the either cause it never reports! As I mentioned before your free verse is like a direct electric connection to your mind and flows very nicely
Nice job
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