Challenge
Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
Vilify
You think your hate bothers me?
That It suffocates?
Do you think it will drown me
and stop the ability to recreate?
Your projections are of what you
believe to be true of me;
Your view is held not by truth,
but perceptions & how thick a mentality.
So before you speak your tongues
and deliver a sharp sword;
Only the swift think for themselves,
are you a wolf or part of the horde?
~ Miss Riddle
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