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PerishI go fishing in the sea, but get bitten by sharks
My eyes are shut, I'm fumbling in the dark
My fingers cannot gain purchase, there's only open space
And I begin to ask myself, "What am I doing in this place?"
The wind is strong, and it knocks me down
My skin in scraped from the rocks on the ground
The sun is hot and it burns my back
Just like the dirt, I dry and crack
I am eaten by the animals they prey upon me
There are so many of them, a hundred and three
I am helpless here, I cannot get up
So I will just perish now, I'm just giving up
Speak UpOne rotten apple spoils the bunch
Hate on both sides leading to bloody hunch
Bombing and shooting, killing on another
No thought of peace, just at war with one another
Paying for mistakes that other people make
Killing people simply for their own god's sake
Women with children losing their husbands to war
And the only thing we do is beg and plead for more
Feeding into bloodlust served hot with a gun
If you don't have the same god, we'll just kill you for fun
Burning bridges with napalm heart fire
Killing non-Christians is our desire
Our king is a mighty crooked one
Hiding things, then on the run
Breaking down his people to bones and dust
Watching money burn and coins turn to rust
Children cannot learn from budget cuts
Their heads remain as empty cups
Taxing people too poor to pay
Buying things with plastic, there is no other way
In debt from birth into the world
At adulthood life begins to unfurl
Sucking the system for drugs and booze
Putting us more in debt, they have nothi
BridgesLondon bridge is falling down
While mine is burning to the ground
Watch as ashes fall down silent
As flames rise up so violent
The skies turn black with smoke so thick
Cannot breathe it makes me sick
I watch in horror as my bridges collapse
I am wiped clean off the maps
I kick the cinders of my lovely mess
And see that I must now confess
I set fire to my own bridge
And there is no fixing this self-inflicted carnage
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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