Atlas

[Ire]

World,
Great plundered of hearts
Destroyer of souls
Innocents grasps
Stolen away by your awful,
Clenching hands

Give me your sorrows
Your awful deeds
Ravage me with your worst
Your rape and murder
Ridicule and torment

Give me your evils
The unkind of heart
And uncaring of souls
Give me the worst
You have to offer

I would rather bear it
And a thousand times more
Than let these innocents suffer
Under the undying ravages
Of your ill hand

World,
Kill me,
And would I bear it happily
To know that not one more soul
Should go tortured unbidden
Kill me,
In due of all other evil ends
Kill me,
Rather than torture
The countless innocents

World,
Make me your atlas
So that I may at last
Shrug you
Into the hell from which
You spawned.
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[Bluey]

That's good Ire. Is it your own work?

 

[evanescencefan91]

Woah

that is epic

 

[Ire]

Yeah, I wrote it when I was feeling sorry for everybody.

 

[Bluey]

Ow, that's nice of you. But don't feel sorry for us all, errrr were a mean lot you know lol nerr seriously your cool

 

[Hijacc]

Awsome......

 

[NeverMore]

That is a wonderful poem

It feels like you were truly inspired by something when you wrote this, like glancing into a fraction of a second when you were feeling like this