Death's Golden Gate

A poem about the suicides at the Golden Gate Bridge.

Death’s Golden Gate

Its gate is open            

Its road paved with gold

            

It helps weary travelers

So I’ve been told         

 

Its steal beauty            

Is quite deceiving        

Some who enter           

Won’t be leaving         

 

Its blood stained pillars

Stand so high              

An easy exit    

            

To whom walks by

 

The water whispers

False words said

Rocks & waves

Encase the dead

 

Climb on the railing

Jump on in

Lifeless body

Takes a swim

 

Goodbye sweet Cali

Farewell bad life

Sorry my children

Husband or wife

 

A body count

That keeps on rising

Its history

To some surprising

 

Rest now dear souls

You made your choice

Only the bridge is left

To speak your voice

 

Reviews

[Desert Dreamer]

I find the scrambled words in the beginning interesting, they can be read in many orders, this creates a vision of many voices all speaking at once, as if all those who have jumped are speaking.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The old saying bout burning bridges comes to mind reading this... the style did make it seem like a devil vs angel on the shoulder.

[Areya Valena]

This is both amazing and scary at the same time.
I've never once read something like this.
great work.
I dont know if it's right, but when i read it, i read both in a sort of activist voice, and the suicidal's voice.

beautiful