Sunday, January 21, 2007

nobody wants to know the truth
she says
we are lovers to our own lies
caressing the underbelly
until dishonesty purrs from lips
taste so sweet
truth now bitter
you are not welcome here
she says
and licks the aphrodisiac
from deception's palm
for this is a bed we lay in often
with pretty pillows
for this is a dance with many partners
cut in anytime
the song plays long after the dj has gone home
long after the sun has kissed the earth
long after reflections give no face value
so where do we go from here
she asks
slicing life to the core
trying to feel again
blood pools non-existant
for lies drained joy a long time ago
we are the walking dead
living with no purpose
no rhythm
no rhyme
soulless
because we expect so less these days
where have our leaders gone
she asks
possibly murdered last night
by the cop shooting him in the back
in self defense
possibly raped before breakfast
by father 'cause mommy is too old now
teachers don't understand why she can't focus
stuffed into society's crack
invisible and lost in a system
that does not protect its children
they put guns in the hands of 18 and 19 year olds
fight this war
become a man
in return we will give you money for college
oh yeah and a triangle box and casket to match
got to have something for our beautiful red, white, and blue to drape........

9 comments:

Angel said...

I KNOW!!!!!! who says that's the only way that our kids can "be all that they can be?" damn pseudo-patriots!

Copasetic Soul said...

say that shyt sis! i agree with Angel

CousinSarah said...

we are the walking dead
living with no purpose
no rhythm
no rhyme
soulless
because we expect so less these days


Nice Shelle. Move on this....its alive for you.

bRandy said...

very...very...nice. your talent continues to make its mark...

Shelle said...

-angel, yeah i have that line in my piece...still working on it...whole thing is quite sickening.

copa-thank you king

-sarah, im trying ma, im trying

-brandy, why thank you stranger lol

unsaid said...

well my goodness...i got all caught up in the depth of this piece which touches on a lot of real issues. you could branch off and write little mini pieces off of it all and do a whole big production. so i like how this piece ties them all in and makes it impossible not to realize that they are all related with the same root. don't ask me to define that root right now though lol

Lyrically speaking said...

Your poem speaks volumes of truth, I think you managed to found your fire, this here is breathtaking

SLUMP FACADE said...

These are my favorite lines:

"for this is a dance with many partners
cut in anytime
the song plays long after the dj has gone home"

Very well written...

Shelle said...

-unsaid, i like that i like...thank you for the feedback. i'm still trying to tie more into it and find that common thread.

-lyrically, i'm trying and thank you

-slump, i keep hearing a broken record in that line somewhere..if that makes sense.