Saturday, July 16, 2011

Jenny Say Qua

Determined rapture
such a low defeat
time humanity
another beat
Human
such a strange place to be.

Hide behind my mocking laugh
sweet face
child
you need
me
I can't be
your mother but
I'll be
a standby dream
you can wake
and smile
in my face
and I'll give you
sweet dreams.

You've nearly wrecked your oasis
brain
fog
disappear
gone
behind hair eyes
scream
alone.

Strong muscle joe
fight the good fight
stay alive
speak the words
aloud
proud
there are angels in the hood
wearing black blending in
tombstones
engraved on the backs of men
where we've been
and there we go......
Always alone.

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