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I was inspired the other day by someone asking, "Why did God allow evil into the world?"
It's a funny question- naive, even. Use this poem to reflect on the insidiousness of sin, particularly addictions.
It's a funny question- naive, even. Use this poem to reflect on the insidiousness of sin, particularly addictions.
In that fiendish potion (which spoils the bones),
Mists, trite,
Will decay in untouchable moans
Angry- maddened, even- is the sprite
Who, un-wont to come, was sallied forth from effervescent height
Great, then, is he who slayeth her-
In whose wishes wrought, would rather greet past night.
The warrior or the farmer be
Of equal chance against she!
A flesh worm cometh in the night,
(Commoners, then, do flee)
And, drunk, it doth seek all remaining light,
To steal for its glee
The poem flows well, it rhymes pretty well, and you're concept has gotten through well. I don't think there are any nit-picks to be pointed out, like what Noelle said. Although, I don't think you would need it! This is an amazing poem! Awesome job and keep it up! 