Sunday, April 27, 2014

madrigal







or sunlight through
december fog or the way no
sense can be made from suicide


the idea of forgiveness which
seems to always be with me


what have i done in my life out of
kindness and what have i done
out of vengeance or even just
what have i done?


what have i allowed
others to do?


war becomes the
solution to fear


you fuck with god before
he can fuck with you


gotta mow down the weak
                               the starving
                               those opposed


live your life like a sick dog in
a small cage and
that’s what you become


you hurt
whoever loves you


you dream in shades of
green and grey


can’t spend you whole
useless life just drowning in
the desert but
at least you could try







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