Traveled over the worlds greatest mountains
Marveled at many countless flowered fields
Amazed when the decisions were revealed,
For surviving immoral human strains
Suffered from painful wars raging insane
Blamed and damned by critics words unsealed
Released from foolish lustful visual fields
Where lusting spread infectious vast filled pain
Sitting bare naked on stone to the bones
Useless I be on earth; death becomes me
Stilled within humans blood-spattered waters
Farewell to Earths lashing, roaring cyclones
Free I be from distractive rotting sprees
Heaven bound where peaceful loving concurs
© Twinklewriter 10-26-08
(Italian Sonnet)
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