Valid values versus varnished vice
varied vast vacuumed vents
Victorious victim vanquished vase
Very vexed valiant vengeance.
Come to me, oh ye that thirst
Starry bleary weary eyes
Find thee rest for thy soul first
Buy my lies and shed thy cries.
Storied men kneel at my bequest
Valiant hearts my mercy request.
Who is he that boast so loud?
Scoffs and struts and huffs so proud?
I am a killer of dreams
Nay a monster in life’s streams
Leviathan of desires in case of glass
The rods of iron, the bars of brass.
Fear me and go no further
The veil before thee a shelter
Try not, oh drink not thy freedom
I, thy greatest mirage, have won.
I so love the flow. But I can’t wrap my head around the message. I thought ‘verses’ 2 and 3 was talking about Jesus and then the last 2 verses murdered my initial understanding. Do u think u can explain pls?
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Hi Nike,
well the poem is a boastful taunt by ‘FAILURE’ to all those (especially me) who have refused to try again because they have failed so much.
You are right about the 2nd and 3rd verses, they are a play on His words (who wouldn’t want to be like Jesus? right?). Isn’t that what every lie is? a falsification of the truth.
The real question that the poem asks is this: will you allow failure to continue to mock you?
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Oh! Hmn…… Thanks. You are good! Sure its cliched now buh I just have to say.
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LOOOL thanks Nike… always encouraging to hear it x_x
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