~*~*~End of Days~*~*~ -------------------------------------------
Mankind...damn..what a scam
in the beginning you were all just a lamb
but as time passed you all began to think
and you inhabited the earth in what felt like a blink
to me....
I don't know, if you're all worth the while
maybe hold you all on trial
but a jury ain't my style
I could look over the profile eyelids droopy dreary
and hand write all the elements in the E.O.D. theory
but I could also
Provide you all with the light that's needed
and shower you with meat when all food's depleted
but I must choose someone to base a conclusion
will you be saved by the Saint or left in seclusion
all knotted inside with mass confusion
you'll witness the end of days and nights in disillusion
so who.....who will I base my final thoughts on
ummm...lets see
okay here we go Micheal Jackson.
damn, everybody hatin on michael. damn shame, i wanna know what the HELL happened to him... can we base it on the OLD michael? when he was still black and sane (don't mean to offend anyone with that statement...) anyway, it was cool, i think your style is original... yeah so, good job. ...bb...
I don't care what these FCKing people say I LOVED the end of this poem. It was like all the fates of everyone on the earth are based off a conclusion you have on one person...THE ONE PERSON to represent humanity...and that's Micheal Jackson...Holy crap we're TOAST!
This was a nice kinda dark poem and I was liking it up until the end and the whole Michael Jackson part. Probably dont get it since I really dont pay attention to his circus show. Anyway, the ending didnt seem to fit the seriousness of the rest of the poem and for me that took a lot away from it. Oh well...Have a good one.
LMAO. my thoughts exactly. michael jackson's actions have impacted us greatly/ its sad that priests and fans find flattery in immitating/ his black locks have burned more since he's flaming/ when the end of days come around wacko jacko gets the framin/