Bricks

Bricks

A Poem by Adam Parker
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weird , fast paced

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I hold liberating chains that encapsulate
water rushing at the mouth of a river, flowing
in my lack of knowledge I take a walk and meditate,
there is perniciousness in not knowing.
A bucket overflows with the dung of a household,
one that holds, the pain of a generation
a child, bruised, beaten, raised and sold,
suffering the neglect of a generation.

These bricks bring back memories:
a cub lost and mothered by anarchy
innate rage, crippling sadness and anxiety
I wish I could lock it up and throw away the key
I long for relief, I am Atlas with my stone,
shoulders bleeding, legs weak and head down,
I just want a COOKIE and wish I could be stoned
or go to town
look around and
turn my frown
upside down 

These walls remind me of when I was shook with rage
shook with rage
shook.
The fear of speaking aloud made me put down the book
a spoon stirring the pot of volatility
that I cooked
stream of thoughts, being totally fucked
I locked stamped and BOOKED 
and sat in my seat on the wrong journey
I said please don't 
please don't 
please don't
burn me.

The path skews, bends and winds.
Rewind, to the rape victim at the scene of the crime 
longing for an escape and release in bliss
once they get away they will find the time
 to be fine 
Life seems to abate into a constant stream of flowing piss
crashing, circling in a yellow puddle
no, not subtle, but thats how it goes
it sinks down the hole and out of your nose.

Don't fret, think about the swaying of the boat that's secure in the water
concentrate on the blowing wind against the rocky sea shore, 
focus the man's hands sculpting clay and mortar
hold on tight , stay true and be sure .

© 2017 Adam Parker


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Added on January 8, 2017
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Adam Parker
Adam Parker

Leeds, United Kingdom



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I'm Adam,I'm 19 and I live in leeds, England. I like writing poetry/ screenplays. Please give me feedback xxx more..

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