Ashes to forehead
Hand to the fire
Mold your own morals
Whatever's required
Pray to your God
Know that he'll hear
Hate all the others
The ones that you fear
Enter the church
Wearing your sin
Sit near the preacher
Welcomes you in
Spit out old hatreds
Blue, white, and red
They offer love
You shoot them dead.
submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Words Count with MZ,
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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen
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Friday, June 26, 2015
Sunday, August 10, 2014
Heaven's Ghetto
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| Keith Haring |
Love can be dangerous
Cross the wrong street-
love can be deadly
Doesn't matter how we die
Disease, murder, brainwashing, hopelessness
We all end up in the same pile of bodies
Buried by gloved hands and masked faces
Heads shaking
Thinking "not me"
until it is
Hatred is a virus
as much as HIV
It spreads by fear
Grows stronger through ignorance
And the cure still seems miles
Away
Meanwhile
We die for love
Destined for Heaven's ghetto.
submitted for Magpie Tales, Mag 232
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