Highly Covet

speterson085

16 Jul, 2014 07:41 PM
A metal casing pierces the flesh,
the barrel exhales smoke.
From the being, a torrent
of thin,green paper is ejected.
The tears are useless metal bits.

The darkness feasts upon 
the light in the vision.
Was a death so highly valued?
The life was worth so little 
that it was graciously bestowed
the gift of animosity.

The offender extracts
what he so highly coveted.
In the end,it is the same;
One of countless horrors
have claimed the victim,
as well as others before.

Its agents will drain
the green paper and metal bits 
that compel them to partake in madness.
Tags: Death, Mugging
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Pride Ed says:
22 Jul, 2014 05:08 AM

You got some good imagery in this one!
Its shorter than some I've seen of you, but this poem still packs a punch.
Nice work!!
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