A Quite Noise
Words, Thoughts, Randomness
Soul Cry…….
Feb 19th
Elements of deception
Cloud my perception
As I seek an intervention
God give me direction
Enemies abound
They seek to pounce
Without a sound
But cowardice betrays them
They seek safe haven
Not a man among them
Mere mindless shells
Lacking testicular fortitude
How I long for solitude
Peace of mind
I search for
But cannot find
A place where the color of the grass
Would inspire Zen like musings
Such would be a place of my choosing
With air so clean as to effect
A euphoria of narcotic dimensions
Not to mention the quiet
Punctuated by gurgling streams
The birdsong’s sweet lullaby
But such are only imaginings
Does my Ides of March draw nigh
Must I also be doomed to utter
“Et tu Brute” of a fashion
Must I be like “The 300”
Standing my ground
In the face of insurmountable odds
Alone in a dark tunnel
A light pierces the gloom
My spirits are lifted
Then deflated
The light I see in front of me
Heralds the onrushing train
I am alone….It is dark
I AM UNAFRAID.
© Charles Matheson
Live From Jamrock…….
Feb 17th
Posted by Eqlektik in Poetry
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A country of Haves and Have Nots
Capital Kingston City
Where the shottas have no mercy
Where the women are pretty
Unemployment on the increase
As the streets run red
Will the bloodletting never cease
Politician says
Vote for me…..
I can fix this
A practitioner of politricks
Prices on the rise
Crime on the rise
The silence shattered
A mother cries
Can you see the pain in her eyes?
Years of neglect
She lives at the wrong address
So much stress
She does her best
Day to day…..same shabby dress
She lives in sub standard housing
That bright green flowing past her gate
Isn’t watercolor
You smell that?
U.S. economic indicators
head south…..are some of us
condemned to living hand to mouth?
As the rich get richer and the poor die
Help a brother a sister
It doesn’t take much
Just be willing to try
Who’s next?
It could be you or I
© Charles Matheson