No remorse

You got no remorse. No shame for the course which takes place.

How can you
be so thoughtless
So lawless
not the least bit
Cautious
Of the damage
This causes

With such emotional force
You've got no remorse
No shame for the course
Which takes place

How can you
be so numb
No concern
for what you become
To let it burn
Look what you've done
Its your turn, your the one

With such emotional force
You've got no remorse
No shame for the course
Which takes place

How can you be so heartless
How can you be so mean
So evil, so much darkness
For so long its all I've seen
Its so wrong, all this you harness
It don't belong, its so unclean
All you've done to intervene

With such emotional force
You've got no remorse
No shame for the course
Which takes place

You've got no shame
You have no remorse
Won't take the blame
For the hell which takes course





August 31st, 2016

Author's Note

August 31st, 2016

Reviews

[SoundOfThought]

An interesting poem. You can almost feel a low, simmering anger underneath the words. I liked it, good work! I thought that the repetition of "With such emotional force..." drove home that the speaker is hung up on the person the subject of the poem's become/the thing's they've done, every thought circles back to it. At least that's my interpretation

[Jackie]

I am unfortunately. But seems to be a great vice. Makes for great prices of art I think. Happy you like. Thanks for your words:-)

[Jackie]

Pieces of art.