THE END OF DAYS

how can you put a price on flesh
so sick i dont know what to do next
my mind wont let me rest
corruption and greed put me to the test
life as we know it is going avast
destruction and death come at last
possesitions are of the past
our society will never last
water scarse no food
puts humanity in a bad mood
fight to live only the strong survive
breathing dosent mean your alive
learning cpr..teaching to revive
another casuilty of fatality
leaves nothing but mortality
no exaturation this eternal eraducation
turns the world into its first creation
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Posted: Dec 2011
About this poem:
in my personal opinion life as we no it is changing before
our eyes and weather it be in reality or fantasy what you believe
becomes your reality

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Comments (2)

vyoleta
I agree with your thinking about the connection between the reality and our beliefs. And your poem seems as if written from the strong convictions and clear notions of your mind. Thanks for sharing, best wishes.
RoCkStAr110
thankyou i really appricate that
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