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I slept last night with windows thrown
to open air as highway droned
in my backyard just over fence,
dead to the world with no pretense.
Collapsed in bed with my clothes on,
asleep past ten then up fore dawn.
At four a.m. I rose and shown
to slithered tires and rain drenched drone.

With window-sash lifted to sky
had short respite, detoxified,
from external burdens that weigh
on shoulders stooped as on soul prey.
For all my wants now out of reach
as I suffer without reprieve.
There’s no reason, though there’s still rhyme,
why I submit false paradigm.

A paradigm, a model see,
that screams, “Submit!” unsubtly.
Submit my soul and body too;
chase for lucre, I swore was through.
But saddest part’s that all I give
never enough, soul’s run through sieve.
Extract the part they feel has worth
leave behind dregs for pay rate dearth.

I’m holding on for sake of man
who’s starting out and thinks he can
beat the machine at its own game;
for foster son I hide my pain.
But sacrifice, my scourged torn back,
spreadeagled arms nailed up thumbtacks,
can only bare, excruciate,
fore I collapse and suffocate.

My mind don’t work like it did once
such simple things just leave me stumped,
I’m no too proud to sound defeat,
old ‘fore my time, my soul’s deplete.
Today I’ll do it all again
I’ll jump through hoops though knees don’t bend,
my hands are gnarled, fear brain is shot,
just so much more this old man’s got.

I slept last night with windows thrown
to open air as highway droned
in my backyard just over fence,
dead to the world with no pretense.
Collapsed in bed with my clothes on,
asleep past ten then up fore dawn.
At four a.m. I rose and shown
to slithered tires and rain drenched drone.