"Oh maaaan. Poetry? Who does she think she is? Why is she doing this? Doesn't she know how much she sucks at this?"
Well, here's what I'm thinking, "I don't care. I'm puttin' these badboys out there cause I got a blog and I got time. Oh yeeeeeah **Kool-Aid Man breaks through my wall**
First up:
Concrete Wall (2006 )
Oh hideous wall, sprayed phrases and pictures yearn for significance Ushering for the world’s ear, begging for attention to their plight, a red alert to the insanity of it all
“Freedom”, “truth”, and “occupation” cover the grey concrete, Concrete that reminds me of sloppy wet days when I can see my breath. The rusty steel juts out in all directions, wild and apathetic Just as the wall juts out between generations of homes and olive groves
The words are in all sorts of colors, Yet it’s always the red that stands out. Whether on grey concrete or punctured clothing, Red haunts those left to mourn the pale and silent faces.
The wall moans in indignation, trash piles up closely beneath it With the stench of rotten vegetables and thorny weeds. Flies circle in lazy indifference and can’t make up their minds. All they know is misery loves company
Such a slow death for an already wilting nation, Draining the light, it eats at the life of all who see it Cancerous and vile, separating all from loved ones Making it harder to breathe in without exhaling in grief
Their hearts break over and over again, Withering away, harden and crack to become ashy and grey. Like the remains of some burnt up corpse Once lively, now kept hidden in a misleading vase Just like the color of concrete
Torturous in its taunting, embarrassing in its existence, Promising a life filled with remorse and pangs in their stomachs from disgust. Deceptive in its purpose, walls never keep us apart They’re meant to be torn down, not embolden our distrust. Separate never makes equal, but ignorance makes it tall. Oh hideous wall
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