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Another Chance
The darkness fell from the promise land
Cascading down to the vast land of sand
As the light slowly faded from sight
Everyones spirits turned hopeless and black as night
Cast a shadow upon the sun
Their lifeless bodies weighed a ton
Shadows are all that remains
As the dried blood starts to stain
A thousand screams I hear at night
The torture they felt was a terrible sight
Death walks by unseen, unknown
The victims whimper and moan
For Death has come for them
As the fresh crimson blood shines like gems
They fall far beneath the darkness
There they saw the creature who was heartless
As the angel of death came nearer
The sky became much clearer
It arose from the darkened sky
A rain of colours fell and washed away their lies
The rain brought the colours of the world alive
Death went back to darkness where he could survive
They were given a second chance
A chance to live and dance
The bright savior has faded away
I feel we'll meet again though, someday
Good one, this is really nice
i like this one
Very well done..smiling
Leah
"Death went back to darkness where he could survive"
This line really caught my eye, but I did like the whole thing, it flowed well and it wasn't too wordy which I think is probably the biggest mistake writers make.So good job and keep writting
nikki
Nicole.J.Burgesss
I think this poem is fairly awsome. It paints really good imagry in my head, and has a good point / message. For me this poem is about suicide. It depicts suicide well, for me.
I just dont know why you choose to spell color as if you were french. Its like when people are talking about a kind of magic that isnt in any way wiccan, though they spell it like magick.