This is mans heart tis more black than skin, As midnight is dark, the blackness within. Under bones and tissue it cannot be hid, Most wicked the issue, the evil it did. So the colour seeps thru, the red overcome, By something much darker, as dead it becomes. So great the offences, I cannot count ways, But reasons to shorten its number of days. Pure evil the thing, 'tis black as a (w)hole, So black is the soul, even blacker than coal! J.S.
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So black is the soul, even blacker than coal!
This is excellent Joseph, you paint a fantastic picture of evil in man.
Wow, the darkness within a man's heart...well done!
Some science research has found the heart to carry a memory of its own... and that a receiver of a heart transplant may somehow 'feel' different ...
Thanks for sharing ;)
Black hearts....
Very gloomy but real!
Mick
By something much darker, as dead it becomes.
So beautiful.