Betrayal of the Pen

by Eibutsina   Apr 11, 2005


Silence, but words
Truthful, but stories
In black and white
Only with sight
Can they be heard.

People who don’t speak
Speak volumes of words
Words of many pens
Edited pens
It never ends.

Out of mind
Out of context
It simply reflects
Their own defect
A complex. Insanity.

To write without truth
Merely assumption
No dignity, nor remorse
The ultimate betrayal
Betrayal of the pen.

**This piece is written about the media and a story I read in a newspaper about the recent death of a friend, lies complete lies and stretching of the truth for a good story**

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  • 19 years ago

    by Eibutsina

    Okay Mr Plainm, thanks for the constructive feedback I'd love to get your help with editting it - I'll email you

  • 19 years ago

    by Molly Elizabeth

    this poem is amazing, i really loved it... i tried to comment it earlier but i don't think it worked... anyway... ur writing is so beautiful and it's just great. keep it up, don't ever stop
    much love,
    -Mols

  • 19 years ago

    by Chelsey

    WOW! Out of all your new peices this one is my fave..The way yo laid this all out is unbelievable..quite a catchy title you have to..at first it made me think you had a writers block..after reading I found it not that at all..and the story behind it I owuld have never guessed...it sucks about your friend but you came out with a brilliant peice!
    Love you and your new poems,
    ~Chelsey~

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