In the cathedral behind the eyes
Light up fireworks
Let shine the most brilliant gems
Let cryogenic fire blaze the neurons
Organic lightning crack its firmament and
Silver line the clouds with a personal sun
Conjure heavenly hosts with blue sparkling
Dove’s wings
Enthrone upon the throne the merlin of light
Then the dark dominions that grow moldy upon the gray matter
Slink then burst to nothing before the relentless inner blue sky
Only then the night’s allowed to rest the organism
Happily gazing at the ocean of stars.
Archive for July, 2008
Decimating Dark Depression
Caged Canary
Hello
I am a canary in a cage
Imprisoned by her
Steel bars of commitment
Threatened my hollow bones
I don’t mind
How else can I find
Bird seed this good
She puts me on the sill
Where I have the most breathtaking view
The breeze caresses my feathers
Just like her soothing words
If she lets me fly away
I’ll find no place like this
I am content.
On Independence and The Will to Be Free
{ July 4, 2008 @ 4:42 am } · { Behavior, Philosophy, Poetry, Psychology, Social Commentary, Writing, death, free writing, thoughts }
{ Tags: Freedom, historical, Independence } · { Comments (1) }
On Independence
Nothing can be as powerful
As an Idea whose time has come
Hugo adeptly foresaw
So it is from subjugation of the landmass
That an concept had become a juggernaut
Freedom to sing, to vote, to be libelous
All in a lawyer’s day’s work
That men would clash and lifeless bodies decorate
The field coloured with blue and red uniforms
So that the whole wide world would witness
How red, white, and blue it is to be free
Free to raise your children as parents unchained
Free to speak without the stake being filled with tinder and brushwood
Free to dress without the Scarlet Letter stitched to the bosom
Free to chose a Black president for the sake of change
Free to comment on a blog post or just ignore it altogether
Hail to the men incarcerated by death so that the children would grow not as slaves.
The Will to Be Free
You tell me otherwise, that the blood course through the corridors of the heart without leg irons so that they can get about greeting the nutrients hello would you voulez vouz couche avec moi ce soir and then after seeing that wonderful dress and there is no law wearing a two piece bikini in Miami you rush in and make sure you make a lot of money to indulge in yourself while you don’t waste time with a geek who would shackle your life with loserness and brain density but you will always stand up and brush your teeth and go to work and strive to be promoted in your liver so that you can avoid cancer of the masochist and yet you are a star in your own right you take the witness stand and play the jury music and hopefully you convict the right criminal so that the streets will be safe again and put Fox Mulder and the O.C. to shame well you may not comment on my gibberish but don’t stop the itch, it is the will to be free.