America Zed
I wish I'd conjured up,
some magic in my time.
Not only deep blue lonely
swallowed down
in rapid life.
I wish not for
what others have
but what I may have learned,
If once I had the nerve
to voice my needs
and what’s worse.
You can’t be brave
because you long for
meaning that is real,
without a never ending
breathing love
that you can feel.
I wish I’d stormed
the sea of smugness
Let the waves own me.
I wish I felt affection
pouring down
ending my grief.
How I’d play out vengeance
Years of immorality.
But nature and time laugh
and throw their heads back
Couldn’t care less.
We tumble round
the drum of life
until we’re spun to death.
And no on turns around
if you hit the ground
Lose hope,
Except one evil sister
with a slip knot
for a choke.
Such coldness in the selfish
with a blunt and noisy
mind.
Why must I be
hungry Mama?
I felt No Magic In My Time.
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