why strangle little fireflies
that mourn with gladness in the night
why tear apart the moon that cries
for every little broken lie?
why sit beneath the strongest stone
while little children die alone
and faces of those once known
tear from the earth a broken bone?
can we? will we? will we? will we die?
i see the dance that's waved away
with dainty hands and wicked smiles
the blood that you refuse to touch
covers your feet
covers your lies
will we? shall we? shall we? shall we die?
why smile as flowers fade to ash
and words cut deep with every lash?
the walls we made of human flesh
are falling as the people laugh
i see the dance you wave away
with dainty hands and wicked smiles
the blood that you refuse to touch
covers your feet...
why dig a hole so cold and wet
with silvery threads the trap is set
why tangle feet in slimy nets?
we can't be that far gone yet...
can we? are we?
i see the dance that's waved away
while all the gods refuse to pray
hands folded over shallow graves
we live today, we die today
will we? will we die?
why strangle little fireflies?
the blood that you refuse to touch
covers up your lies
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Hi Iktomi-
ReplyDeleteWow, profound and a tad disturbing. phew.
You okay?
Love Gail
peace.....
yeah, i just enjoy writing angsty poetry from time to time. :)
ReplyDeleteThis is deep...
ReplyDeleteSigh.
Thank you for sharing it.