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Cuban~Storm Vs. Denied Truth
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Battles Go Up Friday Check In Due Sunday By 11:59 PM Eastern Time Verses Due Tuesday By 11:59 PM Eastern Time Voting Ends Thursday By 11:59 PM Eastern Time 20 Lines Minimum 40 Lines Maximum No Biting No Recycling Do Not Go Over The Line Limit Or Under The Line Limit Meaning No Less Than 20 Lines No More Than 40 Lines You Must Vote On 3 Battles Per Week And Edit Them Into Your Check-In.. If You Dont Do So, Youre Banned From The Tourney The Following Week Topic: Famine |
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Famine
An empty pit in my stomach, blood rushes into my head
Hunger has once done it, still here wishing I was dead Easy come easy go, life is just like a soon to be lost friend Cuz nothing I could do but rest, cuz time’s ticking to an end All alone in the wilderness hearing growls from afar Scared to death cuz I don’t know what or who they are But after time goes by I realize that it’s my stomach Days wit out food, still standing, I don’t know how I done it Walking throughout the forest loosing my breath Energy is fading, still thinking...knowing I rather choose death But such a great famine, day by day I know this will be no more God damn it, what is this...what a smell...I see a house wit a open door Walking to it I see total darkness, pitch black then I see nothing more Den a shatter dream disturbed by an awoken truth that I was poor Still laying knowing that my hunger will be everlasting Cuz this is not just a hunger out of food but a dream that will neva happen But physically and emotionally will always disturb me And after death is the only time people now heard me A hunger is defiantly more disturbing when is something you always dwelt wit But a dream chased is a dream waiting for but I’m just a orphan that can’t help it My bad had a typo on the first one with the center codes...flow please delete the first verse I wrote |
Ain't Jus A Physical Thing
<center>Death of mind, body, and spirit..the hunger within... cravin a Bible..a book..food...the views of other men... the famine has taken all..family...foes..and friends.. it has mentally withdrawn me from the way i've been... i can't stand the famine..as it paralyzes our land... Its given name being...Death O. Mann..... and its mission is simple...to kill, steal and destroyy... with no food in my body...life is like a toy.. its played with...and thought about..and missed so dear... and the pain of a famine..brings my death so near... the people i loved have gone before... now the perish they knew i may not ignore... with me opening the door..and allowing the famine in... i have failed in life...now this game must end... the famine takes all...why should I be different... the thought of starvation..makes my life relinquished... so with bold terror..i make da famine dimenish.. i grab a book..a Bible...and food for the people... and the life of the men..are now rekindled... Becuz famine and Relieve ain't just physical..its mental...</center> |
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denied truth you dropped your verse past the deadline
Cuban~storm wins by no-show cuban~storm +3 denied truth - 4 |
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