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Poem written by Benjamin Wiechel "Ferocity"I reach out and grab hold Squeezing with all my might I draw my hand back Dripping The wetness that of Another human's blood Dripping from their torn out heart I laugh I cackle I shout with glee I throw it down on the ground And stomp heartily upon it I sneer in their face Wondering if they even Felt the pain I tried to induce The eyes stare blankly The jeer permanently set In the lines of their face My teeth bared I lash out Again and again Trying to wipe The ugly look of the Jackal From their face My hand swings I tear at their face My feet attack their legs The jeer continues Now with a Jackal's laugh I roar I scream My hatred rising to A veritable crecendo of agony I attack with all my might Their body crumbles Like dust in a windstorm But the jeer of the Jackal The mad cackling It lives on Inside my head Forever Gandalf.... Back to the poetry list. |
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