Damned was the First Man

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Damned was the First Man

I know my soul is dead

For I am here

In hell

I know my soul is dead

For these words are bare

I know my soul is dead

For no one's warmth

For me they have to share

I know my soul is dead

For it never lived from the start

But Maybe it does live

Some place

For a tear

I now shed





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jademelissa74 commented on Damned was the First Man

09-03-2009

At face value, this poem is quite painful. It is said, that a soul is an immaterial part of a living being. In my humble opinion, it is simply the consciousness and personality of a human being. I love the way you end the poem, since indeed, if a tear has been shed, your spirit/soul is alive, for it feels and longs redemption. This is a nicely conveyed dark poem. Great job.

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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