The Seeds Of Evil

by Ardor

Published February 28, 2012

Over there they talk about their plans.
Over there it's soon to die inside.
By the lake the clearest water is crimson.
Painted red by the blood of the innocent.

Prejudice is what it's called.
The seeds have been spread once again.
The seeds have been spread once again.

They all seem to be in their own world.
Killing hope with their own visions of life.
Prejudice is what's it called. The seeds have been spread once again.

The seeds have been spread once again.
They spread to me and spread to you.
The seeds have been spread once again.

(bridge section)
Get out of here.
Get out of here.

The seeds have been spread once again.
They spread to me and spread to you.
The seeds have been spread once again.

The seeds have been spread once again.
They spread to me and spread to you.
The seeds have been spread once again.

(outro)
Killing hope with their own visions of life.
Over there they talk about their plans.
Prejudice is what's it called. The seeds have been spread once again.
Comments & reviews · 4
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Kabloozleman Review
Kabloozleman wrote a review Review · Feb 29, 2012

By virtue of my inability to comprehend abstract poems, I like this. I can comprehend.

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youngwolf1105 commented Comment · Feb 28, 2012

Me likey.... But what happened to your happy streak?!?!?!?!?!?

Ardor replied · Feb 28, 2012

*Shrugs* I wrote this a while ago, so figured that I posted it now.

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GrymmRipper commented Comment · Feb 28, 2012

Your message is clear and you poem has a nice flow.
After reading this,I've decided to uproot all the weeds of prejudice from my heart.
(p/s: why do you repeat some stanzas?)

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GrymmRipper commented Comment · Feb 28, 2012

Your message is clear and you poem has a nice flow.
After reading this,I've decided to uproot all the weeds of prejudice from my heart.
(p/s: why do you repeat some stanzas?)



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