Is death keen?

by Emma Brown   Nov 10, 2006


Love is not what it used to be.
It's more of what you want.
You may hate, love,
Curse or taunt.

Hate has got worse.
If you hate someone; you kill.
You hurt them, destroy them and
Maybe have sex with them against their will.

It doesn't matter;
Nothing is what it seems.
Hate is reality.
Love is dreams.

Even in sleep, people get killed.
What does it mean?
I don't know but it's unreasonable.
Is death keen?

© Emma Brown

Comments and votes appreciated.
Much love, Emma xox

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