Rev The Poet

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Forever Immune - Poem by Rev The Poet

I feel I can reach the far mountains,
and the stars are mine,
and the ocean is just another river to cross

A mere hut is my palace
a potato, my feast
the smell of the rain is my delight
The lighting of a candle, the rising sun in the east

You cannot kill me, as much possessions you take,
as little food you give me, as much blood you take, as much pain you give me, as much happiness you take,
I Am Forever Immune To Sadness And Hate

Always will I be here, smiling at your foolish musings, you, my friend are far too late
So crucify me, drown me, beat my as you please,
But never will I fall,
I am forever immune to your filthy disease.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 30, 2013

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