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Bite Your Tongue

3/4/2013

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Bite Your Tongue
All they do is take until there is nothing left,
walking by like hallow vessels.
A corpse left on the ground,
so grey, no more color is left in the tongue,
No remorse, no recognition,
No ‘thanks’,
just empty gestures.
Such a corpse is kind,
There’s is no shirt on its back,
but there is a child that is now warm,
But the “hobo” you’ve called that man,
Is the hero of a certain child.
The grey of life,
The led on the eyes of many
Sketch a picture of ignorance,
But humble thy heart,
Because your mind is fornicating lies.
And your tongue,


--submitted by C. Bennett
2 Comments
Jeff Leonardo
3/4/2013 02:03:15 am

Wow. What an amazing poem. At first I thought the poem got truncated, but then I realized it wasn't. What a powerful ending. It leaves the reader with a yearning to know "what's next?". I really like this one.

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Fred "Blue" White
3/4/2013 02:06:26 am

I think the author is taking his own advice and biting his own tongue.

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