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You Poised a Question

You poised a gun to my head

And raised a question

And asked

In simple terms

Terms that humanity will understand no matter how far evolution takes them

“Do you want to die”

said your gun

“Click”

went your mouth

and as the hour hand fell and grains of sand dropped like atomic bombs to the bottom of an hour glass that should have run out eons years ago

You raised a gun to my head

And poised a question

 

My hand it lifts to push away

Yet it grabs and holds for sanity

The castle that I live in has become a jail cell and my past

has become my future

“Teach me something new”

said I

“I don’t think I’ve ever died”

I said

And as I spoke you raised a gun and poised a question and the lever clicked and your mouth asked if I wanted to die and I said yes

And you fired

And I fell

And you left

And all is well

For the blood spatter made some crimson wings I can fly with into tomorrows sunset where the future is only what I make of it and death is a myth because we have already died and in my final moments you

Raised a question

That humanity will never understand because they cannot die

“Do you want to die?”

Do you want to be removed from this everyday cycle where death brings life and reincarnation and I

Want a way out

And you

You have the means to get me there and yet

I cannot leave for you see I have so very much left to do here and she

Is waiting in the wings

With wings

With wings

For me

 

Humans cannot die for they are everlasting in this planet that keeps us asleep and dumb to the existence of the other worlds

And we no longer believe in fairy tales

No longer believe in angels

When they fly into our rooms at night and whisper promises of freedom humans do not believe

No longer can we feel the energy that flows in the soil and breathes in the branches and lives in the essence of each soul

And Yes, we have a soul

And Yes, I have a dream

And Yes, you asked a question

And Yes, I answered Yes

“Do you want to die?”

Yes, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m stuck here

Give me a few years and I’ll be back

As someone else

somewhere else with a new face and new memories

But it will still be me

And Humans have no humanity

 

You raised a gun

And raised a question

I poised my hand in thought and for a moment thought

I could be free

But justice has no liberty and we

We

Are stuck here

On this planet in this place where they cannot reach us

And she

She is on the other side

And so is she

With the wings

Them both

They wait in the wings with wings with wings for me

And he

He is here as well

But he

Doesn’t not fly for humanity has taken away his wings and we are stuck here and the blood splatter is the only hope of wings we find

And time

Is irrelevant because we have all time

All eternity

But eternity was taken away

 

“Click”

went your mouth

“Do you want to die”

went your gun

And I look to the sun for an answer

But she is silent

She wants me by her side but he is lonely

And I

I have so much left to do here you see

And we

We are stuck

In reincarnation we are doomed to live forever and never

And never get out

So won’t you help me get out

 

You raised your question with a

“Click”

and poised your gun with a

“Do you want to die” and I said yes

and you fired

and I fell

and you left

and all is well

but I am still here

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Written by
j-holloway
Irish
Published
Jan 27, 2011
Lines·Words
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Notes

Some words are not meant to be written. This is meant to be read aloud with emotion, conviction and diction. A Slam Poem.

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