The Secret Circle : A Freewrite Poetry
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Doom, doom, gloomy doom
No one could see the evil loom
Can't see anyone in this dark room
Murmuring, chanting in unknown tune
Today marks the festival of the vril.
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Dancing in a circle
Men, women, young and old
Sitting still headless in the middle
Was this thing made of solid gold
Decorated all through with a needle
Horrible to eyes, evil to the soul
To that person whose mouth isn't bridled
The gods made sure in life they roam.
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For how long will we move
Seeing men of great societal height
Not one or two but more groove
looking for fame, money,
The end of life I know not
But one is for sure
There's more to life than this reality.
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An entry into @Mariannewest everyday freewrite
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It seems like more and more people only care about fame and money these days and that is sad. Great poem!
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For sure - there is more to life!!