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    dots Submission Name: Whispersdots

    Author: Silencer
    ASL Info:    25/m/AL
    Elite Ratio:    3.91 - 52/66/29
    Words: 104
    Class/Type: Poetry/Serious
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        What if one person knew of all the horrors of the world and did not care to do anything about it?

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    You can sit in the dark...
    All alone...
    Do you hear them?
    The secrets of the world...
    Told is this way...
    Apart from the bustle in the light...
    Secrets become clear at night.
    Dark, dark, secrets...
    Who hears of the Armenian Genocide?
    Who hears of the North Koreans who are tortured for decades untill they die?
    The one in the dark....
    The one all alone...
    This one whitness to the cruelty the world has shown...
    The one who listens and hears them all...
    Sees the forbidden fruit the world can bear...
    Hears the whispers in the dark and does not care...

    -John Blankenship

    Submitted on 2005-03-09 21:48:13     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I think we all have a bit of this in us. We all know of horrors and sit back and watch them happen. I like the ideas and thoughts of this piece. I do wonder though, why it seems they're spending alot of time thinking of these things almost in mourning of them in the dark but does not care?
    Otherwise I like this.
    I like how you give a feeling of them being the only one thinking this way with "the one".

    | Posted on 2007-02-18 00:00:00 | by tOXIC_wAST3 | [ Reply to This ]
      I agree with ANGELO in the dark we are the most vulnerable. All of our fears manifest themselves and at the same time we can finally figure things out without any of the distractions that we must contend with during the day. This is a very good write. It follows the theme of the poem nicely. You've done a good job.
    Just one typo that I can find, the 13th line
    "whitness", maybe you meant "witness" other then that, I enjoyed reading this.
    | Posted on 2005-03-10 00:00:00 | by wannabe1 | [ Reply to This ]
      What if one person knew of all the horrors of the world and did not care to do anything about it?

    ...then he only hears the whispers... not listen to them. otherwise he would do something... on a literal sense... even if it doesn't have a direct effect on the matter.

    this gave me a sense of the threshold of revelation theory... you know... when you sit in obscurity or lethargy you become a target for wondering epiphanies to give your mind something to maul over.

    and there are instances when secrets become clear at night, the darkness and the silence of it all. that's why some people hate the silence... because the silence allows you to reveal things to yourself that you don't want to hear.
    | Posted on 2005-03-10 00:00:00 | by ANGELO | [ Reply to This ]

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