"monitory" poems
Sociopathic spiritualist
Confused by this?
Ya gettin' the jist
Years in a green mist
Gorilla ****** at the sight of poachers hi-viz
Blatant thievery
Gettin' me irate & militant
Conductin' information like a cobalt filament
Hippocracies imminent
If you don't know the deal look at Africa's innocents
The future for a fee
Monitory
Cold as the Chukchi seas
If your wonderin' where they be?
Let go of Albert Square & check your geography
Menace to sobriety
Rudarellis playin' tennis with the moods it's supplyin' me
Preachin' no class As
Hittin' the mirror like the mans buyin' me
Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 7:27 AM UTC
Look back on the life of a man
The minute before he dies
While those machines bite into
shallow skin manifest the last heart noises
And shriek terrible monitory sounds,
He’s giving up.
It’s the glow of those machines
that only witness
whatever death he faces
Does he confront them?
Shouting around the
tube stuck in his throat
Does he think back
in high school
when he lost the basketball game
he missed a three-pointer
And he wasn’t good enough
Does he tell the machines that he was? lonely.
Will he tell them he loved a girl once,
Loved her, and left her
For being afraid
Of all the dark in the world.
Will he tell them that he thinks of her
Does he make sure they know his will,
Will he ask them where he’s going to go
Into the shadows of forever life
I think he does.
And I think they answer him,
Shrieks of noises that mark his death
With sudden silence
And they are words that only the dying can hear.
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 11:39 AM UTC
We don't talk.
We expect God to lead us to green pastures as he did with David
We wait on him silently with our hearts and minds filled with words
Screams of thought shouting sweet words denying our roles which we played in perpetrating the demise of our love story
'Love one another' that is what Jesus says in his word
However i find it testing to even imagine my own brother my own sister uttering those words
You blame me when i lose my way
Yet you were never there to ask me what i hope to be and what it is I for pray
Never have you questioned my reasoning and showed me the way
Never asked what i dream about at night or what it is i daydream about
Dont get me wrong i appriciate your monitory assistance
However in my life i still need your existance
I need to be able to cry on your shoulder and tell you my darkest thoughts and expect no awkward feelings
I need to be able to call you and not expect the words "ufuna malini"(How much money do you need)
Yes i need to have you know me deep that before i lie to you and say im fine, you already know something is up
I want to feel that you love me before i convince myself that you wouldnt do all you do for me unless you did
I need you to be my brother
I need you to be my sister
Expect me to say hi and not have anything to say cause i miss you that much
'I love you' such words i hear from strangers but from you not that much
I do apologize if i offend anyone
But do also hope my words mean something to someone
We dont talk and that is killing us
Deny it all you want but you played a part too
Celebrate my achievements and cry with me in sorrows too
Dont hide your tears from me i need to know you are human too
I say again we dont talk and this is killing us
I apologize if these words offend you
I say what i say cause "I LOVE YOU"!
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 5:22 PM UTC