documenting torment
drenched in the depths
of past folly's;
Sloppy seconds
got witnesses vexing;
Contemplating niggative (negative) promises,
misguided directives
with false incentives;
From rags to witches,
from crumbs to lobster & crabs,
fooled by the size of the temptresses grab bag;
Sinking into the shadows,
drowning in the madness,
feeling the remorse of pain,
too numb to recognize the mental scars
embedded inside blood-clot veins;
Ain't it strange
the sound of tears that never drain;
Echos of apologies
that never made it off dry tongues
and chapped lips;
Broken goals,
shattered images of forgotten dreams,
fragmented
briefly depicted,
reminiscing when once
the picture was vibrant and descriptive,
but corroded years,
polluted months,
and
diluted days
continue to consume the Sun's limited rays;
But
politicians debating
on which gang member to publicly praise,
tricking the masses
speaking about race and different classes;
Handing out ballads
like government rations;
But me,
I maintain my humble
bow to the One & Only;
Beginning & Ending;
Almighty blessing my breadth,
guiding my steps
and
carrying me when
the chaos is too heavy
for my spirit to get a good nights rest;
But when I wake
I'm refreshed
as I inhale another day's breath