Young Writers Society

You speak of rot
Of broken roots
You speak of yourself,
But you know not that truth

You’re the devil’s soldier
Turned from God
A true demon of hell
Though that’s not where you’re from

Do you know not what you’ve done
Or what you’ve become?

The sun is your guardian
The wind your only friend
The stars wait for you
And their wait never ends.

Have you no friends in our world
No allies in the land?
Have you no faith left
In your fellow man?

All the years fly by
But the days never end
Yet you change every time
I see you again

Are you still as lonely as you once were?
Is your heart of hearts still of peace
And your greatest motives pure?

You fight for nobody
Enemy to all
Where is the love
I loved most of all?

You’re the devil’s soldier
Turned from God.

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Wow! so good

I wouldn't guess that you are no poet because this is really good! The words are very powerful and they actually make complete sense to me. I think you should create a charchter out of of this. I would love to see how it turns out.

Starrywolf wrote:Have you no friends in our world
No allies in the land?
Have you no faith left
In your fellow man?

To me this is the most powerful part. Correct me if I am wrong, but to me it is saying basically how the person seems to have given up on the world. Over all, I am not confuzzled at all.