sitting plate that's golden
a baseball cheer forever
glazed onto a tiff or taff
tend to over react
young man with dreams
Neil comes unglued
by each shadow fused
held back pillars from an argument
clever strength to what's self evident
baby's eager to eat fries
a wish a plan to take
I wanted to die,
I wanted to die,
because I never
got to look into your eyes
one last time
I wanted to die,
I wanted to die,
because I never
got to say my last goodbye
And its hard to stay alive
when I still love you
Rip off the flesh
and reveal the skull
make your dead soul;
come to the being
be with the lasting
feeling before your end
embrace the transition
before the memories fade
into the nothingness,
you will become
a black,
thought
Working with these kids;
I see their pain
I see their bordom
and entrapment
They are products of poverty
and unlucky
They are agressive
because they are angry
For being labeled,
for being criminalized
But they were desperate
and so they offended
for many reasons
They need guidance
and help
But many people
would rather stigmatize
and damn them to a life of incarceration
which is no life at all
But we live in system that is controlled
by judgement
That is unforgiving;
and those these kids are hindered
by this evil which
is exploitation
How can we help them?
when the help is not really help
But hell for them
The necrotizing fasciitis eats away
at my flesh;
very soon there will be nothing left of me,
These Bones exposed;
you see what I am really am underneath;
just a corpse needing to be freed
I await my day of death with eagerness;
and to be free of this pain at last,
Ready to go before the mast
on the ship of eternity,
I walk the plank and join the abyss
Rotting corpse,
close the body bag,
drenched in blood,
left behind stains,
condemned habitation,
burn it to the ground
Praise the dead,
give them life,
put these bones back together,
and make Frankensteins monster,
You are their father,
their redeemer,
a second chance,
the will of all
the dead shall walk,
again out of their tombs,
out of the womb,
once again alive.
And only a matter time,
before the sun shall rise
and night shall turn to day
and the dead shall walk again
Open the vein and drain the body of all its blood. That precious substance allowed to completely flow. paints a beautiful picture.
Close the casket. A body too mutilated to be looked upon again.No need to sing sad songs. The dead cannot hear. Just get it over with. This pointless affair and let the dead be dead.