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September 15th, 2026
by Rosie Kersley Williamson
My scorn runs deeper than their blessed roots, I will not bear witness to their heavenly descent. I despise their innocence and pure intent, These awful creatures who crowd around me. It is sickening how they live to deceive, I never liked them, and never will. I hate the way their lips brush my eyelids, And murmur lullabies as my chest falls. I hate the gentle arms that cradle my frail body, And the sincerity in their starlit eyes, I hate how they lift me like summer clouds, The way we rise so carefully, I hate how quiet it is, how soft they are, how peaceful I am ... I hate the angels Who took me home
About the Poet
Rosie Kersley Williamson resides in Launceton, Cornwall, England, United Kingdom.
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Young Poets Collection
This poem is also featured in
Young Poets Collection #3,
published in the Young Poets World Library.
Previously published in Young Poets 16 to 18:
How You Look At Roses
by Arshiya Zubaitha
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