Horde of Evil

by Allen   Sep 28, 2004


Blood dripping from the innocent
Cut them open with your knife
No sign of mercy, feeling and conscience
Orcishily you end their lives

Scream and suffering from the helpless
Indulge in them you delight
I curse your very existence
May the headless haunt your nights

This heartless torment of others
What does it mean to you?
A game? A joke? A normal thing?
You did as if it was nothing new

Killing under the broad day light
Roaming you evil under the sky
I curse your very existence
I curse your horde of evil will die

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  • 20 years ago

    by Ironic Allure

    Perfect. -End of.

  • 20 years ago

    by Shædow Poet

    Uh, I'm sure I've commented on this but since it seems I haven't I will again... well, just wanted to praise you on this brilliant piece of work, it's true, the people like this should definetely suffer. Horrible issue to write about, you wrote it well, well done!

  • 20 years ago

    by Allen

    Thank you everyone for reading and commenting, I really appriciate them all :) Im trying to build up this habbit of responing to people's comment... I'll try to respone to everyone in the future :)

  • 20 years ago

    by Megha

    ure right these kinda people must be cursed...great poem! :-)

  • 20 years ago

    by Luke

    hehe, nice. very....dark? i like it. it seems that this is more of a poem that is angry at the evil than a poem about the evil. interesting. peace out

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