1: Rage of JacobA Chapter by BAlanMorganRage of Jacob! Dragged by the chains of his namesake, you see- "Burn that leather bound Book," is softly whispered in the left ear, as the Sunday prophets buzz like, the stinging bees humming in the right. "You cannot wear red!" they scream, with a prick- standing behind a wooden odalisque. "You cannot wear red!" These bulls charge the poor man, "only a white shirt! Always a blue tie!" they demand, with their yellow jacket stains. Jacob heads to his home, a bus ride away- from those wasps in their hives knocking on his front porch. His choice is wrong. Jacob loves the honey, but the bees are too much; yet he chooses a land that hates sweet things. "Eat this radish ." Its lumps are as arms and legs He peels and skins the layers- there is no sweet like the pops in their paper wrappers (the same paper he writes with at an institution wearing the very red he cannot wear at home). Trapped between walls, one infected with bees, the other holds a hammer, and he is a rat, by his sad nature, like that Native Son. They all stand behind a hypocritical oath. "I hate these white walls!" his mother says to a halfbreed, might as well have named him "snow." Jacob, with a hatred, screams- like those sad backwards fool from 1948! "I did not come with eloquence or human wisdom. I am Simon, you pigs! I have rested that day in a beast-like stupor; look what you do to me to make me all Black and Blue! I have learned so much and come back to rid of your shadows-yet you condemn me?" and that old bird- that idiotic RED bird chirping "Yum Yum Yum"-that fat little bird squacks back "I do not trust the validity of anything you have to say" (watching a wall-with a campfire behind). Caught between a left or right ear, a hammer or a beehive, "Red," or "White" and "Blue." I have met Jacob at my home, in my school, at my church. He lives in that monstrous reflection. I will not be smashed by red brick, or drowned in a blue sea! I was not born with that name- Do not treat me as that man! © 2015 BAlanMorgan |
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Added on January 18, 2015 Last Updated on January 18, 2015 AuthorBAlanMorganRancho Cucamonga, CAAboutI'm a twenty year old student, writer, and musician. I've been interested in writing for more than seven years now, however I've only ventured into the competitive field twice. I won two competition.. more..Writing
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