Role ReversalA Poem by KeeDA cut on your skin, yet someone else is bruised Role Reversal, you're in someone else's shoes
Eggs Benedict
Prepared by the wife Just a simple man Living a nine to five life Today the sky is red Job to transport the dead An incident took place three days ago A girl too young was raped and killed Gang banging neighborhood Drugs sex violence, kids up to no good Area Code demands respect kill conquer protect Blonde hair against the violet felt Soft eyes reflecting the skyline Laid in the back of a hearse Loved ones slowly dispersed Set out on a final journey in this world Me her tour guide taking her to destination dirt Suddenly I see shining lights Visions of the wife and children flash before eyes Walking through the light Solace over my soul A field of sunflowers at my gaze Haze in the distance still stands glimpse of a girl Reaching out for my hand, firmly grasping it tight No longer the feeling of a siberian winter's night Failing to understand, lifesless touch so tepid Now guided through heavens door Panic, breaking hold, Shudder in fear No, please God, NO! Eyes awaken in a coffin Grave Keeper seeking redemption Commit the sin, repent within Struggle to bury a past Scorching heat boils troubled skin Falling besides me, breath wearing thin Her name tattooed Over his right eye Gang member, once a Crip Forever a Crip till you die Weight of a lifeless body Encompasses mine completely Dead weight, I suffocate, eyes shut again Shovel held tight, I elevate Grave Keeper I am Digging through the mud Trying to save a soul Every single strike of shovel against earth Sinks said soul into an eternal hole Hell awaits this sinner patiently Screams grow louder frantically Furnace of flames welcomes body Crimes recruit devils new comrade Innocent child decends from celestial path Heavenly smile peaceful aura Hushes mouth before hint of sound "Go back, live life, Funeral Director you've done well" I awake from deep sleep Nightmare level now I can complete Playstation controller in my hand Role Reversal (deep breaths) I figured out how to beat the game
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Added on January 19, 2013Last Updated on January 20, 2013 AuthorKeeDMumbai, India, IndiaAboutHey I'm Kee, I'm 32 and work as a journalist in Mumbai, India. I dabble in writing poetry and do it purely to pump out the creative juices in my being. Thank you for stopping by, live, laugh and love .. more..Writing
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