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Summary: A few haikus and a poem by Simon if he had survived the island
Innocence is gone
Lost to the Lord of the Flies
On that fateful isle
It's mouth a chasm
In which man shall fall into
Consuming his soul
My vision exists
Man once heroic and sick
Ravaging the land
There is no escape from the awful beast
The one the others do not understand
Who upon child's innocence feasts
I sit now in silent contemplation
Pondering the mysteries of man's nature
And of why I should survive that concatenation
My meeting with the Lord of the Flies
And acceptance of my own inner demon
Causes me now to speak in lies
I cannot tell the others the truth
For even the most intellectual would dismiss
And ignore all around them the proof
It still haunts my thoughts now
Not the demonic creature
But the look on their once innocent faces as the slaughtered the sow
The way they desired to drink untainted blood
Tear apart fragile flesh with carnivorous teeth
And bring destruction in a raging flood
The transition from child to savage
On that island cannot be undone
All of us boys civilization will not manage
We are changed, different
No longer a part of oblivious society
Our souls into hell are sent
The killing of Piggy and the hunt for Ralph
Crossed over the barrier between man and beast
Innocence consumed in the Lord of Flies mouth
We are criminals in a false humanity
Never to again enjoy the quiet oblivion
Nor take part in traditional propriety
We wept for the end of purity
As the devil laughed at our loss
Our soiled minds have lost their clarity
I sit here in the world I should have left
Pondering why I survived to live in hell
And of how easily the pureness of man is bereft