Another Failure
Created: 08/09/2008 9:34pm
What are we going to do when there is nothing leftBut scattered objects
Organized by size
by color
by thought
Songs that we wrote
Paintings we brought home
The dust from the front porch
And we leave our so-called belongings
For others to seize
interpret
remember
imbued with all of our confusion
Why do we really cry?
Is it the recognition of another failure
Another loss of potential
Another wanderer who failed to recognize himself
Who failed at the game
Who failed to recognize others
Who failed to carry the stone
How could anyone carry this stone?
I'm sorry, I wanted to do better than this
For you...
For all of us...
My fucking complex...
Sunken into the ground for the weeds and the flowers
Pushing through the skin...into the soul
Where is your spirit now?
Under the stairwell...
Under the porch...
Peeking out from behind the paintings...
Sleeping next to me by the doorway?
Drone on, always
Just like the ones before you
With all the ones that have fallen before you
I'm tired of being here...
I don't want to leave a trace.
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To Those Who Are Separate
Created: 08/18/2008 2:49am
For my siblings who are separateIt should be said to you
Everything you are has come from someone
or something outside of yourself
Your mathematics from the Greeks
Your religion from the Arabs
Your language from the English
Your homestead from the Natives
Your family from the visions, hopes of their ancestors
Your love from that which you love
Your faith from those who promise you
Your courage from that which you defend
The fire in the desert
The flood in the wetlands
The burning houses in the Sahara with virgins cut down
The suicide headbombs with soldiers cut down
Our courage makes martyrs
Our ferocity makes orphans
How far will our intentions go to bring progress
No man can keep what he takes by his mouth
No woman can keep what she takes by her purse
So dispense with your shackles and open your eyes
Those who relate things move cultures
Those who relate cultures move oceans
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