Darkness Spewing

I’m sick to death

of death and dying

sick of tears, sick of crying

darkest days of 

dark November

urged to feel

and to remember

darkness spewing from my pen

ring around the roses

…..again….

I’m tired of grieving,

sick of complaining

Of disbelieving and

no-one explaining

sick of this sky

it’s always raining

there used to be a moon, 

And now it’s waning

darkness rings from my guitar

this is what we’ve got

…so far…..

there’s crimes of gender

crimes of race

wrapped in the flag

such a disgrace

where’s do unto others?

and talking face to face?

you left me behind

I can’t follow this pace

darkness spewing from my mouth

lynching, flinching, happening

…down south….

under the radar and

under the sheets

too many losses,

so many defeats

bombs in the cities 

pounding up the streets

all we ever wanted was to

rest in peace

sick of second guessing

tired of being afraid

sick of learning lessons

tired of failing grades

I’m sick to death 

of death and dying

sick of life

sick of trying

darkness spewing very bleak

not so bad when you hear

…..me speak….

Nov 13, 2016