"The

Melancholy Death of

Anarchy Boy

&

Punk Rock Girl"

Anarchy Boy sped past the bums living in houses made of cardboard,

On his spray painted covered skateboard,

With a Mohawk faded red,

And happy thoughts flowing past his head,

He wore a cheerful smile,

That no one had seen in quite awhile,

You see, t'was a special day for Anarchy Boy,

Who was never filled with joy,

Dressed in torn jeans and a anarchy sign written on his hand,

He was on his way to see his favorite band,

It was when he arrived at the concert that he met Punk Rock Girl,

And a bombshell went off in his usually pissed off little world,

He saw how the Men in Green punched and kicked,

And how the Leader leaned down and licked,

It was a sickening sight,

So Anarchy Boy joined in on the fight,

But on Punk Rock Girl's side,

No longer would she have to run and hide,

With black eyes and broken bones,

The Men in Green surrendered back to their homes,

He tilted her head up with her chin,

And she asked, "Did we win?"

He looked past her bloody lip,

And broken hip,

And into her memorizing eyes,

Anarchy Boy saw no disguise,

He realized that as long as she existed,

His mind wouldn't be so twisted,

He wouldn't always be so pissed,

And with that they kissed,

They felt emotions,

They said they could walk over oceans,

Joining hands to Murderdolls,

Where love remains and time dissolves

They were meant to be,

This Girl of Punk Rock and Boy of Anarchy,

They shared a life of fun and pain,

They protested in the thunderstruck rain,

Stood in front of army tanks,

And together pulled all kinds of pranks,

When they were together,

Their sorrowful lives seemed 100% better,

They were happy, even though the world was ruled by Big Brother,

But it was the last straw when the bastards killed Punk Rock Girl's mother,

They no longer feared death,

Just as long as they shared the same last breath,

Soon afterwards the Men in Green came back along,

And did things to Punk Rock Girl that were ever so wrong,

As her blood drained,

A fuse blew in Anarchy Boy's brain,

He picked up a dead man's gun,

And that was when all hell had begun,

He squeezed the trigger and released a hail of lead,

That exploded into a soldier's head,

They responded with bullets of their own,

Soon Punk Rock Girl would not be alone,

Anarchy Boy screamed out a Warrior's Cry,

As he fell to the ground to die,

And thus ends the tale of Anarchy Boy and Punk Rock Girl,

Who tried to change the world.

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Posted by Xena 2008-06-21 02:58:06 hmm i think that went over 9x longer than i thought it was going to be + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-21 03:08:05 .... I see... + Report this comment
Posted by Hodders 2008-06-21 03:31:59 .... I liked it, the ending and the beginning was the best. In the middle I kind of felt you were trying to rhyme for the sake of rhyme. I liked the last line. + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-21 04:21:04 .... Thank you for reading, I'm not too good at poems and this is one of the first ones i've written. I see what you mean by in the middle, i was trying to tell a story and i dragged it on too long i guess + Report this comment
Posted by Something Indecent 2008-06-21 05:14:57 .... It was like a sicker, twisted, completely. demented version of Punk Rock Girl by the Dead Milkmen. I liked it. + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-21 05:23:52 .... "We ordered some hot tea but the waitress said they only had iced, so we jumped up on the tables and shouted anarchy" i love that song it is what inspired me to write this + Report this comment
Posted by brandon_scott 2008-06-21 07:58:37 .... I thought it was pretty good. I've never heard the Dead Milkmen, but to me it sounded like it might be something that System of a Down might sing. + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-21 11:29:54 .... No, not even close lol. they're kind of like the vandals. thanks for reading, though, im glad you liiked it. + Report this comment
Posted by Amatayo 2008-06-22 11:17:45 Hmm I liked how this story flowed. And it might sound stupid but I still was shocked by the death of punk rock and anarchy. And no say "its in the title" Because in poetry the title does not always reflect what will really happen in the story. But over all I enjoyed it and for your first poem you did a really good job. + Report this comment
Posted by Zombie Punk 2008-06-22 12:45:00 .... thank you! + Report this comment
Posted by Behind_the_Mask 2008-06-23 12:16:03 ... I enjoyed this. RE: Middle I thought it was there for the purpose or giving more of a story. I didn’t see this as a poem but a narrative story. Keep up the good work. + Report this comment
Posted by flowerclover 2008-06-23 17:00:44 .... BRILLANT I LOVED IT + Report this comment
Posted by lemon 2008-06-23 20:55:31 .... I agree with Behind_the_Mask, I read this as a story in poem format, not necessarily a normal poem. It was good though =] + Report this comment
Posted by resistanceisfreedom 2008-06-23 21:44:46 .... wow, for one of your first poems ever, i thought this was great. the story that you told within the poem was awesome and then you successfully made it rhyme. it didn't seem too long to me at all, i thought it was really something how you were able to tell the story without it dragging and dragging along. + Report this comment
Posted by Dirkin 2008-06-24 00:16:22 .... for one of your first your first attempts at poetry, this is good, because to my mind you have not attempted to 'sound poetic' or immitate what you think poetry should be, but instead have written in your own punk style (I dont know the milkmen either, but that doesnt matter). I think the flow and rhythm is a little uneven, but I agree with others that this reads a lot like a story in poem form, like a ballad or something + Report this comment
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