The Tyrant's Confession Poem by Helga Valr
The Tyrant's Confession
Deep corner of my mind
Kept secret of my life,
I wasn't smart or kind,
Had soul like a knife.
I hated world, the whole,
Admired death and blood,
I hadn't heart, but hole,
And thought that I was God.
I ruled the world in modesty -
I killed and I destroyed.
God claimed to my honesty -
I only was annoyed.
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
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4/30/2024 1:08:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
sweet and reality based poems, yes one can do impossible things also if have courage on ability..i really like this poem and thanks for comments and let me say you deserve 10/10 ++++++=