A Poem

Sycopat

Before i start, this is the first poem I have written since i was sixteen, so if it reminds anyone of ****ty ameteur poetry, that is why. I've never been particularly skilled at meter or rythym(sp?) and four years is a long time to go rusty in. It is as will be obvious inspired by recent world events but is more of a response to the reaction i have perceived to these events then the events themselves. Onwards to poetry;

Is the world already dead?
Has Gaia ceased her whimpers?
Today a great parasite has died
A man of evil, who thrived on pain.
He hanged was, justly, with great injustice
His death stole with it, all our souls
Loathsome broadcasts of the drop,
Scream through the ether round my head

This doom was deserved, perhaps,
I fear no man should ever call for such
What problem lies in denied liberty?
Why not forget him? Let evil rot itself not me.
I cannot see much in this gloom.
What little light I taught existed,
Is drowned beneath a monstrous sea.

Does no one else look to the future?
We stride a dark path bordered with twisted trees
Of the prince today, we have taught our children
From them the next world tree grows
How stunted when we insist on poisoning its roots?
Blood and corpses are not loam and water.
Pop culture is not a civilised pruning.

This snuffed candle blinds my eyes,
To all but the dark in the human soul.
I taught and hoped it was but a fraction
From where I stand it seems the whole
Such frenzied bloodlust is inhuman
What happened to civilised prides code?
Are all who are left but scavenging crows?

A terrible beauty is born was once said.
How apt now those subtle contradictions.
The beauty is fleeting, cruelest delusion,
That violence should ever furnish peace.
I fear the worst has already happened.
I fear the mothers corpse lies on bloody bed
And the light within has, this apparition, fled
And now the carrion crow of the human soul
Rips the eyeballs from her head.

Dylan_James

Good use of words and images however your themes seem to be all over the place. Focus one or two subjects rather then going for the complete bleakness of the human race.