the reality i see

a false commitment another lie

ill hide my self from the world tonight

tragedies raging

tears shaking the world as they hit the ground like bombs

everynight there something new

some bad tradegy they call news

the destroyed another town again

to build another golf course

they lowered the price of my house again

for the jail they built next door

they look at me like a foreigner

but this land belonged to my ancestors

occupied america occupied mind

i watched the world from my couch

being played like a mariennette

this puppets controlled by hunger

and the ones with all the green control all the food

so feed my starving soul or feed my aching belly

this is the choice were forced to make

bumming cigarettes to make late night anxiety go away

cant buy them myself cause the price of schools gone up

and i cant go to shows to feed my aching soul

this worlds gone to hell and its dangerous to go out at night

in these dark dark towns

or so im told

feed these starving souls feed these hungry minds or feed these aching bellies

of this ghetto town

so we wont have to bang cheat sell or steal to get by

i read in the paper another girl was killed somewhere downtown

did they steal her purse or take her self worth?

i heard in the news another wars being raged

theyre burning sacred text

that oppose theyre beliefs

well preacher if your so sure

that your ways the truth the light

why burn the evidence that might prove you wrong

right is right wrong is wrong the truth always shows itself in the light

and your hearts lost in the dark

so feed my starving soul or feed my aching belly

all your hungry for is conrol

i knew a young boy who like to bleed

skinny lines drawn acroos his arms

he said scars on the skin cover the ones within

couldnt accept love no matter how much people tried to give him

he would just run run away

i saw a girl on the street

she sold her body away

three babies no daddy

she needed drugs to sleep to eat

she needed drugs to get through the day

were starving our souls were starving our minds

were trying to forget our aching bellies our hungry hearts

i read in the news another town was blown right through

the storm hit down south

destroyed all the homes and schools

broke down buildings were the people worked

for a penny a button sewed

two people were killed a two year old girl and an old woman way past her youth

the future and the memory were lost

so feed our starving souls or feed our aching bellies

feed my screaming heart feed my hungry mind

they banned another text in arizona yesterday

they said they wanted all illegal aliens out

well im not green and this town used to be mexico

your border crossed me

and i demand the right to know my history

that boy i met picked up his guitar and set down the blade

that hooker raised her self from the sheets and found her god

that town rebuilt itself

and ill read this book anyways

ill feed my starving soul ill feed my screaming mind ill sacrifice this aching belly for one more night

cause i cant listen to your lies another night

i cant let you cage my mind

cant let you box my body in your cheap fast kitchens

i wont clean your cubicle tonight

i wont make your clothes for nickle an hour

i wont build your houses

i wont prewn your golf courses

no ill feed my starving soul

ill feed my screaming mind ill feed my hungry heart

ill teach the world what i know.

 

Reviews

[Tony]

Wow, an emotionally riveting and moving poem. I normally steer away from longer poems but read this one right through. Very captivating work.