Irresponsible Fool

[COLOR="SeaGreen"][B]"Irresponsible Fool"[/B]


My acts are a cacophony,

of dying, tortured screams.

A condemning play before me;

my role a hellish dream.

Consequences rain upon me,

sizzling like acid on a scar.

I break for desparation to

escape the earth ends far,

but these crows, they follow closely,

to peck with glee mine eyes.

I stumble as a fatman drunk.

And drop, by lesion a soulless cry;

my path has left me with lepers' hope.

I cannot say that I have joy, no.

Hear the death bell as it tolls . . .

Rats pick clean and fungi grow,

where what once I held in hand so proud,

a freedom won from childish days,

in vain lies dead in tear-soaked ground;

a marble mausoleum for all my foolish ways.


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