This Place Called Earth

• Artist: Mystic Nightclaw
• Description: When I wrote this poem, I was a bit angry and depressed at the same time. Luckily, I found this way to get out my frustration instead of something else. Anyway, enjoy...I think.
• Date: 12/03/2008
• Tags: place called earth

What is it about this place called Earth
That we think is so great?
When we woke up in darkness from our birth,
Into a world full of jealously and hate.
What does that make us in this pit of hell?
Are we shades with no souls or are we demons?
Since this is hell on earth, there’s no safe place to dwell.
And our lives lack morals and have no meanings.
We walk on this land that we think we deserve.
Yet we kill almost everything in sight.
I guess it’s no wonder that it’s the darkness we serve
Letting the shadows block out the sun, stealing the light.
It doesn’t make a difference since some of us don’t care.
Because we hate, steal, and kill.
For something as stupid as money.
We don’t care since we’re showing off our “skill.”
And people say that we always show mercy.
The words we speak are full of lies…
And it never matters who we hurt.
Because in the end everyone dies.
So tell me, what’s so great about this place called Earth?

Comments

[I-cAn-hAnDle-yOuR-Tralala]

Very beautiful, very deep, great job auntie lol
I'm very glad you could get your stress out through something so non violent

[Hiro Korigashine]

I get the meaning to this very nice Mystic very nice 5 outa 5

[Takashi Xero]

very nice, dark just the way i like it