Consciousness
Englisch
Gedicht
midnite bolero – a poem
7:36:00 PM
Ausnahmsweise haben wir mal ein Gedicht im Angebot. Diesmal nicht auf Deutsch sondern in einer anderen Dichter und Denker Sprache: Englisch.
A poem, written by J. Maraudy, as sad as angry as beautiful.
midnite bolero
rage rage!
seeing my brothers
wronged by their brothers
raped by their foes
whose chances were as
equal as different
the chances we got.
whose mothers forgotten
kicked in the ass, pushed to the walls.
whose balls, great as balls,
were a figment of their thoughts
a thick iron wall
guarding them from the mocking
crowds from the hungry cocks-
I feel the rage spread
and contract and feed
the frail bones. I feed the rage
with -this- with lines with empty thoughts
as if just that was
a little more than enough.
as if just that would change the
murders the blood for
I saw them die I saw them rot
-resurrect!-
I saw them die again and again
be back for revenge.
and still they live on
and still they forget
and now they become
me and I become them
all the heroes that never were
were always there all the heroes
that always went
never went
always gone.
Assassinate the unholy
assassinate the bold!
assassinate the money the
finance the debts the debtors
the ghosts!
the countries the banks
the demons the laws!
the 99 the prisons the cartels
the drugs!
assassinate the innocent
the gay assassinate
the poor!
assassinate my hands
my nails my music--
assassinate the
whores!
J. Maraudy
Take a look at his Wordpress-Blog for more poems: mulltipurpose.wordpress.com
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Wow.
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