Poem
Generally I write freeverse, but english class does force you to expand and alas here you have it, sort of undecided about this piece there still this element I'm feeling that it's not tapping into, it's almost tangible, but not quite.
Blind
To take and twist is our way
To alienate each other
By mutilating what we say
To turn one against another
Just because they have a book
That they do believe in
One that has been took
By those who live in sin
They wear a saints facade
And we let them play us the fool
We let them create this barricade
And turn us into their tool
They have led us to hate
From behind their saintly masks of guile
And if their goal was to separate
They've done so in fine style.
Blind
To take and twist is our way
To alienate each other
By mutilating what we say
To turn one against another
Just because they have a book
That they do believe in
One that has been took
By those who live in sin
They wear a saints facade
And we let them play us the fool
We let them create this barricade
And turn us into their tool
They have led us to hate
From behind their saintly masks of guile
And if their goal was to separate
They've done so in fine style.