At what age IS DEATH permissible?
At what point is THE point
Where we’re past the POINT
OF NO motherfucking RETURN?
Hate IS THE POINT of points
Where THE RETURN brings nil
To the one who holds TO LOVE
AS A CHILD clings to mommy!
Is DEATH the point of no return?
IS it THE RETURN TO love as a child?
Who knows THE ENIGMATIC
Revelations of the SOUL-SICK SLAVE?
To hell with YOUR pain-filled WORDS!
To hell with you AND YOUR LIES!
Demons ARE THE REALITY of us all,
BUT I WILL NEVER, ever, HATE.
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Author:
Tristan Robert Lange (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Read only the words in ALL CAPS and you will also encounter another dimension of the poem
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Comments1
A multifaceted poem! I truly enjoyed your style, as well as the question imbedded. What truly is death? I'll be thinking about it.
Thank you! Indeed! Thanks for reading and for your feedback!
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