simplified of means she turns away from the world of green
of envy and jealousy
her animosities are driven off
and translucent thoughts she seeks
so yes like that i stand here in my dark
outside of the crowd
and i am all but none
maybe i waited to long and hurt too much or too many
maybe i was simply living
maybe the thought of death suddenly freightened me
either way
this is the begining
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staring at this self
no bed of my own
no place to relax, to unwind
or to curl up and die
this time it's all just too much
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keep me from writing
as if the poet can be denied
tell me I'm a whore for being who i am
as if angels were never crucified
hold me from the pen
take the paper from under my hand
the words are still forming sonnets
my mind is not yours to command
no man can keep me from myself
try as he might to conquer my mind
my heart is strong
and not as easy to bind
so forbid me from reading my words
hold my mouth closed in silence
I will preach the words of truth
my poetry is my defiance
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Sorry, Was I screaming again?
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