~masters In Death~ Poem by E Nigma

~masters In Death~



Hear the screams
Crawling down the side
Of your innocence
They're taunting you

Inside this scene
There's a camera panning right
It's called life
And its chasing you

Running fast, running faster
Falling into those hungry needs
Your on your knees
Doing deeds, watering seeds

And they're growing up
So rich and vast
You're here at last
You got your masters

Saturday, March 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: Thinking
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