Dark Music

 

Water Waves are splashing 

the sounds of trumphets 

bass drums piercing my eardrum

tunes floating amongst the

backsplash of my mind 

I couldnt put the voices in a place music

was the refugee camp of artist filled with anger and ready

for the war chart toppers one hit wonders, piano key strokes

were what I felt then I felt ...I felt the pain of cold brick

laying hands strong against

my tender skin.

The tunes began to become

heavy and unannounced

drowned in the deep dark sounds for a moment

all I  knew were melodic tunes 

I pulled myself from the savage to a 

sea of hands

my body ached in pain no longer

was I enjoying the music or dancing to the beat

I had become crippled by the composer of what I thought would've been

the greatest symphony

there were no audience no appaulders

or not even a person to stop the show

A show that was losing it focus, its plot

characters weren't playing their parts

teners were singing alto

alto was singing barotone

it had become something not on 

the front of the playbill

but  an article on the front of the Daily News

coverage of the Dark Music

was being broadcast, glad someone noticed soon 

just before the record stopped playing

or the curtains were pulled

and who often thought was the greatest composer

was yet indeed the greatest composer

not of art nor music but of hurt and pain

he moved to his own rhythm and refused to change notes

was his main singer forced losing a tune

hadn't out my heart in and the words slurred from my tongue

I'VE BEEN BEATEN BY MUSIC

Fooling Around

See I know I left you standing on third street

forget to pick you up
lost track of time
now were standing on 12th street;i'm confused


see i have this funny feeling that your fooling around

i know the earth is round and
the sun isn't always shining and
that the moons shines at night and
bats fly at night and
the owls watch at night and
the rooster crow in the morning


see you must think I think that;


bats fly in the daylight
owls watch in the early morning and
the roosters crow at night
drop the bottle pick up the smoke shit i'm still addicted
whether it be you or me we got this situation confused and

your fooling around see


I thought I saw you once upon a time but you weren't putting my glass slipper on my foot see I merely had a vision that you were my Prince
see I like the simple pleasures of playing tic tac toe scrabble connect four and
monopoly but see here what we got ain't
no diagonal horizontal make the word love for 5 points or
recruiting red and black more than once
going around the world back to jail buying property and constantly at that bank to purchase a house on Pennslvania Avenue
see you aren't a Parker Brother you are my Brother and


I thought the day that I met you we were going to be together




See you got this sister here twisted thinking
that I don't know your fooling around
See I ran the ocean swam the boardwalk and flown on the ground
I know what it's all about and
your eyes don't decieve me
see what you forget is that past all the arguing fighting and shoving and pushing
that I still can hear see and talk although
I don't chose to doesn't mean i'm not paying attention
now we have walked down to 6th street we're kind of in the middle of it all
traffic walks past us pedestrians drives past us
but that fact of the matter is your fooling around
oh no i'm not scared or afraid to confront look her my brother
we both came from the same mother
we came from the same green earth
we both see the same moon rise in the morning and I've been fooling around!

An Ode to Fruit

Hmmm Strange Fruit
something like
Tangerines
yet so fruitful it is I could pick all day ,
Its rare to me Unrecognizable to me
Still I consume it though
I'm undecided if I should take another bite
I adore it its fulfills me it gives me an
everlasting
 feeling of being in a garÐen full of fruitfullness
Nevermind
peach summer breeze,
will it have the same fruit full ness when the seasons change,
will I crave it will I cherish it umm
Tangerines
peeled seedless cut from a vine of well nourishment ,
so delicious I want in the morning noon and night
but can't its being shipped to every market by the time I got there all the
Tangerines
were gone
Nevermind
 ap...ples oranges I want strange fruit Its rare its engaging its a spectacle its even more fruitful with
time

Soulful Sin

I've been cut so deep more than 7 feet my soul weeps
red tears I feel no pulse and my heart no longer beats
see I've been awaken by sleep to be greeted by death
I thought I would fear but my spirit so strong
I will still LIVE on see
what you don't know about me is that
I'm stronger than the reincarnation of redemption ...
yet I'm weaker than rebirth of forgiveness
and I can't seem to meet my mind and my brain in the same place
my thoughts have been pushed aside by my actions
and overseen by my reactions to what's going on around me
I suffer from cataracts I act as if its not blatant to see
you don't want me or share what I bring you think you can put a price tag on me you can't because my self worth is worth more than me..

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I was born human,I belong to a race, i know my gender, i'm within a social class, i am someones daughter, sister, aunt, cousin and friend. I will be someones mother, wife, grandmother and teacher and I LIVE in this world and Existing for a purpose!!

Fooling Around

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