(SCATTER MY DEAD BONES ON LOVE'S DOORSTEP)
THE SOUND...
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Love, I ain't got no more tolerance for pain, my heart can't bear anymore.
My hemispheres have been rent asunder and my equator has been bent into a jagged misrepresentation of itself.
I might as well be a barren world orbiting a cold sun.
Once I as child knew you in mine mothers eyes... in the tones of mine fathers voice.
I thought you would shield me forever.
When did you begin to hate me love?
When did you begin to teach me to become so cynical?
I who fear no man fear you for you carry the sharpest sword... the biggest gun.
So many laid to rest because of you.
Broken and torn I walk this planet alone.
A figure cloaked and hooded as the wind howls and my threads become unraveled.
I disappearing in the distance ignominy.
Love the gallows where crows caw and flies buzz, picking the flesh from mine very bones.
People walking by I the warning, dangling and swinging.
Such a tortured existence that at times I have prayed for death to come.
Hold my hand and lead me away.
I man alone on a world of so many souls.
Each heartbeat a reminder that I still live.
Why love...
Why?
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
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