The World

In a sense this world is so veil.
So lost if not from beauty.
Not gold, not pressious.
Old and gray.
Evil in almost every way.
Selfish, violent, confrontational.
Illrational, conniving, batraying,
Worthless peice of shit called a world.

by Brandon Butler

Comments (4)

WOW! Charlie - this is one of your best! Liquid flow, and such intensity - says sooooo much. I like your style, as I have always told you. You are exquisitely talented! This deserves a 10 - actually 15 would be more appropriate! Linda
An interesting, fantastical write, Charlie. Great idea about the grains of sand as crimes of mankind. Esther : ]
Wonderful flow with words Charles Patricia
Wow, this was excellent! I especially loved the ending... but the whole poem is so so well structured and indeed it flows so easily... A 10 from me! ~~Elya Thorn~~