"ready for wrong"
June 19
a pair of eyes
gleaming in the dark
ready to strike
a pair of hands
set in formation
ready to pray
a heart
intwined around another
ready for love
society as we know it
failing to provide
ready to fall
drug dealers
on street corners
ready to sell out
jesus freaks
in front of mosques
ready to infringe
meddling parents
snooping in what's not their business
ready to ruin
friends arguing
about dumb things that shouldn't matter
ready to make up
uninvolved people
trying to get in your situations
ready to get punched in the face
people who jump to conclusions
not getting the facts straight
ready to make matters worse
a hand
laced through another
ready to never let go
my mind
rushing, racing, swirling, pumping
ready to forget
our minds
dancing, twisting, spinning, whirling
ready to begin anew.
2 comments:
Excellent poem!
And in my own defense, just because a parent meddles it doesn't mean that we're going to ruin stuff. Honest, it doesn't!
I love you!
-Dad
Yeah, chiclet, 'cuz EBBATANG is a 'rent's bizness.
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