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Thank You For Your Hospitality “God almighty how they screamedâ€, drank and made the little ones hush to the tones of solitary idle. Looking through closed doors is impossible. Minds were being destroyed, esteem broken down like brittle nails, that need care and nourishment to appear good again. Maddening invasion, relentless confrontation thrashing through the twisted sheets crazy noise with clenching teeth. Only to repeat, and repeat............. The devils fools, bred fed a demon of disgusted immorally forced feasts to pierce angelic souls. Now they’re gone into the ashes of forgiveness. Forgiveness is divine. Rational is the past, with pure seeking to last in blocked segments of the fractured mind. Still undeniable moments sneak up to the ones they left behind. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Terry A On Date: 2010-04-05 22:14:03
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Deni,
I'm not exactly sure, but the scandal gripping the R.C. Church springs to mind through this poem mainly because the poem is so biblical in tone and vocabulary-devils and angelic souls, judgement and forgiveness.
Infused with righteous anger, the pacing of this poem, where you placed the line breaks, thought and imagery all amount to a very good write. I'm not exactly sure of the meaning of the title, and in the way I've seen to interpret this poem, it doesn't fit. (and so I'm not sure if I'm gathering what you aim this poem at.)
Still, it's a strong poem that you successful save from being a rant by the last two lines, which are solemn and wise.
Terry