Poems Jan 24- 30, 2011

Jan 24

The Sad Queen sits
Enthroned in solitude
As specters from
Across the Sea
Buy and Sell the
Land She once ruled

Imprissoned in her own
Palace, She pauses
Before her favorite piano

She sits, She Plays, She Cries

Not the Fond farewell
Aloha Oe, no
Not greetings or
Tropical treats from
The soon-to-be 50th State

She writes a Prayer
The Queen's Prayer
A prayer not to God
But to her People

She begs for their forgivness.
Forgiveness for her lack of fortitude
She has lost.
She was beaten.
But they must live on
They must be perpetuated
In Righteousness.

Jan 25

Gladiators in their glittering mail
Silently praying the others fail
Will forever lose and fetter
Faced by those who wish only to be better.

Jan 26

Swirling colors and a deafening roar
Bleed out into the world from the door
Decadent and depraved they are
Who wish upon sex like a star.
When at last that golden pinnacle is reached
It is shown to be nothing, just a lie impeached.
These Bacchae find that it is only sand
The solid ground on which they stand
But to retreat now would be to admit fault
And maybe bring their orgy to a halt.
So onward and upward, to infinity.
And that's how the night took my love from me.

Jan 27

If God was truly just
Some would not have freedom
If the World we truly fair
Many would be much worse off
If people truly loved
Mankind would not exist
     For a true lover would not allow
     Their true love to live in this world of
            Suffering

Jan 28

We raise our voices in dissent
Dissent to the idea we will not survive
We are the ones who will continue
And usher in a new age
An age of intelligence with imagination
An age of love without guilt
An age of sunlight with faint shadows
We will save this world
And you can't stop us
For our dissent is not shouted
But laughed.

Jan 29
Fear is the string
That the Shadows use
To keep you dancing.

Ignorance is the heroine
That the boss uses
To keep us working

Banality is the apex
That the rats say
You should be hunting

Break the strings
Tear out the needle
And turn yourself
To the morning

Jan 30

Push me down
Into the dirt
Never let me out
From under your boot
Crush me.
Crush me into sand.
Leave me.
Leave me unable to stand

Bury me deep
Cover my eyes
Never let me see
What you don't want
Trust me
Trust me without control
I'll never
Never tell a single soul

Smash me like a mirror of myself
And rearrange the pieces
I won't be anything
Unless you force me to be

You birth me.
Give me life.
You push me out
Out into the light
Burn me?
No that's not true
I grow.
I grow to overthrow you.