can you hear the chimes
the time is drawing nigh
the raven spreads his wings
and heads in to the sky

can you feel the pulse
the war drums wholesome beat
the snakes are wearing suits
spreading their deceit

can you see the smoke
the chaos that it hides
a pale horse circles all
a somber figure rides

can you taste the bitter nectar
pissed from the clowns above
all the swine squeal happily
roll in the filth they love

can you smell the fumes
toxins filling up the air
the machine's gears always moving
the grindings too much to bare

can you see the change
vibrating all around
something wicked's on its way
soon we shall be found

I though art and poems were 2 different things?

Anyhooo, nice poem

Originally posted by Sinny
I though art and poems were 2 different things?

Anyhooo, nice poem

Even though he looks cool as hell, he is angry at what you have just said, Sinny

Lol that pick calls for an apology from me, sorry!

i like it a TON