Sunday, April 13, 2008

Writing Lab

Subject: Lost Lives
Words to include:
george grief
xylophone x-ray
youth yield
organic onmipotent
lungs longevity
sorrow socialist

there are no children here
just empty vessels of grief
carrying fading youthful memories
shell shocked lungs breathe the dirt of deceit
and never will be again
tomorrow is their forever sorrow
hidden within omnipotent blank stares
socialist tears have no place here
dried up and crushed under tank treads
and george issued combat boots
the air heavy with the dusty stench of what was
what could be
what should of been
taps the brains like missing xylophone keys
an odd thud
yielding no organic joy
their eyes watch through hollow slits
x-ray into their own future of non-longevity.

3 comments:

Copasetic Soul said...

yea poet...i see you working the words!!

Lyrically speaking said...

Ok first off, you need to have more bloggers check out your work,can't believe you're not getting that kind of luv in here :) time to start marketing, lol

Shelle said...

king--ha i see you 2

lyric--lol, i don't do it for the notoriety..just feels good putting it out there