Poem – 3 Killers

Γipped up, teared down
pumped blood, on the ground
green sky, red land
the end

3roken in, falling out
drowning flesh, hit the ground
purple stars, red land
the end

Ðragged forth, yelled back
hanging rope, tangling neck
blue moon, red land
the end


[ an ode to this cruel world we live in ]

  • colours represent the way of dying – manslaughter, drowning, hanging
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