When?A Poem by Stoned ImmaculateA witness- for strangers can’t see The real me. Invisible man Gift or curse- That’s hard to see Can I yield Baldwin’s sword- worthy or unworthy? The sword too heavy? Meditation disturbed- breaths and mantra cease How many lives until We are redeemed as human beings? A generation’s dreams deferred- Watts exploded in ‘65 when, will the cycle end? Injustice- obstinate denial- emotions explode- repeat- repeat- repeat When, will our blood stop dripping from leaves- pooling at the root of America’s poplar trees? When, will politicians- policy makers stop applying band-aids- Novocain suffering? We are desperate to receive A remedy for the disease When can we stop fighting For life, liberty, pursuit to be happy? How many lives Until we find peace? © 2020 Stoned Immaculate |
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Added on June 13, 2020 Last Updated on June 13, 2020 AuthorStoned ImmaculateLouisville, KYAboutImmortality via verse. "Out here in the perimeter there are no stars Out here we is stoned Immaculate." - Jim Morrison "I know where I'm going and I know the truth, and I don't have to be what.. more..Writing
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