Hunger Games Poem
Jul 16, 2011 13:00:55 GMT -5
Post by Serenity on Jul 16, 2011 13:00:55 GMT -5
Twenty four will compete in hell
Only one will come out alive
Only one can truely tell
The stories of the ones that did not survive
If your reaped choose with care
Who you have on your side
And beware
In these games you never have the tide
Let the battle begin at the top of the day
Let all of Panem know the sorrow
Their children might not live today
Or never see tomorrow
Few are left from the Bloodbath
Careers seek winnings
They kill with wrath
These are only beginnings
Who do you cry for
Who did the Capitol take from your life
To whom has the Capitol sealed their door
Who has the Capitol put through this strife
The winner gets riches beyond compare
Jewels and gold scattered for the prize
Who would challenge them now? Who would dare
All these riches and lives compare nothing in size
Who would make this misery real?
Who would take this sort of blame?
All these lives, who would steal?
This is the Hunger Games.
There's one rule.
Win.
Only one will come out alive
Only one can truely tell
The stories of the ones that did not survive
If your reaped choose with care
Who you have on your side
And beware
In these games you never have the tide
Let the battle begin at the top of the day
Let all of Panem know the sorrow
Their children might not live today
Or never see tomorrow
Few are left from the Bloodbath
Careers seek winnings
They kill with wrath
These are only beginnings
Who do you cry for
Who did the Capitol take from your life
To whom has the Capitol sealed their door
Who has the Capitol put through this strife
The winner gets riches beyond compare
Jewels and gold scattered for the prize
Who would challenge them now? Who would dare
All these riches and lives compare nothing in size
Who would make this misery real?
Who would take this sort of blame?
All these lives, who would steal?
This is the Hunger Games.
There's one rule.
Win.
