I wrote this after finishing reading Candide by Voltaire. I've used exact
quotes from the book and parts, which are extremely similar to the original
work. This is more of a poetic thought process about the book than anything
else. Kind of random, but tell me what you think! ^_^ R&R Please!
"I have many pictures, but I no longer look at them," he cries.
Many pictures in their heads -all going around and around
The gods torture the good men and bring them back again.
-Those gods who are always active, but never do anything decisive.
He'll strike his forehead against the stars.
Striking them, raping them again and again
Blaming each and every thing for the pain.
You'd have to be inside their hearts to know the sorrow.
"I'd have a high regard for the freedom that inspires," he cries.
The freedom that inspires the dark spiral around again
Making the devils fire cannons into the heavens.
The good ones will never come back up again.
It was said to be "The marriage of Sin and Death."
To lust after a woman for so long and reach the end
The devil's come to take him away to heaven.
It's time now to cultivate the ground they tread on.
It's time now to dress it and to keep it.
quotes from the book and parts, which are extremely similar to the original
work. This is more of a poetic thought process about the book than anything
else. Kind of random, but tell me what you think! ^_^ R&R Please!
"I have many pictures, but I no longer look at them," he cries.
Many pictures in their heads -all going around and around
The gods torture the good men and bring them back again.
-Those gods who are always active, but never do anything decisive.
He'll strike his forehead against the stars.
Striking them, raping them again and again
Blaming each and every thing for the pain.
You'd have to be inside their hearts to know the sorrow.
"I'd have a high regard for the freedom that inspires," he cries.
The freedom that inspires the dark spiral around again
Making the devils fire cannons into the heavens.
The good ones will never come back up again.
It was said to be "The marriage of Sin and Death."
To lust after a woman for so long and reach the end
The devil's come to take him away to heaven.
It's time now to cultivate the ground they tread on.
It's time now to dress it and to keep it.