THE LAST SUPPER
In the misty frosty I got a beast
Near the solitude side
He sing a song a song of sob
A song of lament
Then playing the trumpet in funk
He wore a misfit of dark and turban
The song verse is
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
He took a piece of cloth to wipe the tears
And this is the hole
That carries the giant people as the whale
I remember that day
My friends act
We gather around to apologize in congruity
And the way I use to share my twinge
Now
I slept upon a bed
With shapeless view and mattress
It wooden bed with bandwidth
To carry that whale
Beneath the cave
Sometimes I hear many of feathery story
That arched and crashed
About the cave ride along and splashed
The winkled body as the log
Everything that exists at the crystal moon
We're little stars that sail towards those isles of yours
You know how this is
I shall lift my arms and my body
To seek another day life
About this poem
The meaning of this poem is to explain the truth about implementation failure some of leaders (big giant as the whale) they are taking much time for his/her self to exploit the peauper and betrayed the citizens As I shown to the first verse For person who have more hopefully when he has a friend near the solitude side then after that he said this is the hole (mean the country) carrying the giant people as whale And also this local believe happen again in the last verse when he said I shall lift my arms and my body to seek another life This means the lack of beliefs took place to the writer about the laeader impliment
Submitted by AndrewAugust on September 23, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 885 |
Words | 180 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 11, 16, 5 |
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