Red Rose

I cannot frown, I slither through the field. I cannot look up, I can no longer steal.
The gods have pushed me to the ground and my only touch is a kiss of death.
What gives you the right to have arms? You know not how to use them...


roses in fields, she laughs and she sings,
grabbing and swinging from anything.
Here her eyes gazed to realize
I've made my cut, you're paralyzed.
you're not my lunch, never my friend...
I only touched you to show you the end.

I'm a snake
I'm a king
I can't touch anything.

Powerful~
I love this!

Anr

Very good job, Vuzufune! I love it.

This made me think of Jim Morrison from The Doors - the Lizard King!

Lizards remind me of Jim Morrison too. Nice piece Vuzy!

Nice one Vuz!
You should definately write more of this