Breathing Corpses

Breathing corpses

With fleshy pretenses

Of life.



Disinherited mothers roaming the earth

Doing what they must do

In defiance of a god

Who must not exist

Except in their minds

For they must go on.

Using the lie of free will

To challenge those who have wronged them

To rape the ones

Who have loved them.

Old men

In female clothes

Clinging to something emotionless

And this is their feminine side.

Holding small children laughing,

Crying because these small children

Too will die.

Small deaths

And the time when she was no longer a virgin.

Virgin sacrifice,

So then when did she really lose it?

Her childhood I mean.



Breathing corpses

With fleshy pretenses

Of life.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

please critique this poem.

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Crystal's picture

This poems is very good. Its entertaining. It sounds like lyrics My Chemical Romance would write. But whatever i like it.