No Problems HereA Poem by Nana CarmineAnother one I really like. Please tell me what you think
A forgotten song drones in the back round As the players set the scene A perfect night; a perfect party Nothing but a dream. You all look beautiful With you made up faces. You masks That hide your flaws. We all smile and laugh Holding up light conversation. No one digs deep No one cares This is a perfect world We don’t have problems here No problems here A girl sits in her room All alone at night. Crying from the beating, the bruising, the pain. She only cries alone To suit the perfect word Her family has created. No complaining That would make her a bad child She doesn’t want to be A bad child. This is a perfect world. We don’t have problems here. No problems here. He acts alone and distant As she sits and waits Hoping he will smile Like is used to be. She will never complain She is afraid of being left behind. They are perfect. She wants perfection That she cannot find. This is a perfect world. We don’t have problems here. No problems here. He has a loaded gun Waiting for a reason Not to pull that trigger. They told him it was wrong To hear the voices. They told him it was wrong To want the things he did. So he couldn’t find a reason To want to stay. He didn’t belong because This is a perfect world. We don’t have problems here No problems here. © 2008 Nana Carmine |
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1 Review Added on February 5, 2008 AuthorNana CarmineWindsor, CAAboutAbout me? What can be said about me? I am Wren Vakassian- I come with free antibacterial handsoap that comes in three sents- Strawberry, Vanilla, and Peppermint. I stay around mostly every week till .. more..Writing
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