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Poem: Rot

May 14, 2012
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I once was a good man
and twice, was bad.

It eats away.
So I fight the good fight,
but guilt is an enzyme
and try as I might;

I rot.

I once was a good man,
though now, I am not.

It eats me up.
I strive to ascend.
But if I must try,
it will be to no end;

I am rotten.

I once was a good man,
but that man is twice since forgotten.

I was never a bad man,
only was bad.

Bad could not feed me
fruits of our labour.
I died without sustenance,
only to rise like a Saviour,

still showing signs of rot.

I once was a whole man,
though now, I am not.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. May 14, 2012 1:00 am

    ah, nicely done.

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