i mourn
this senseless orbiting planet of regret,
this senseless orbiting planet of regret,
droughts, rust, rain, cadavers, giant waste lands of pasts
that can't tell us anything more than how we came to
who we are now
but i promise
with the rage
and the power
and the trials
i will harm more than its worth
and i am not sorry
because
you will recover
or die
the simple cure
is to destroy
all the stethoscopes that will transmit
silence occasionally
the remedy for loneliness
is in learning to admit
solitude
if we are all mothers
like you told me
like you pinned on my hips
as i asked why you did what you did
then why aren't you all fathers
to turn around is ruin
to look ahead be blind
and i believe in forgivness
and i long to remain kind
and i long to remain kind
but to push you back
and throw you
is to live
right here
right now
to scream
to fight
to hurt you
is to hand me back my crown
i have known gentle men
though human
so i know
this isn't what i get
and if it were mind you
i would not accept
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