~Save Yourself~

Music prompt~ Save Me-Dave Matthews

Don't drink the kool-aid

   there's blood in the water

the division doesn't add up

    it's not a religion

 no need to en-mass

    choking down false witnesses

genuflecting to gods inquisitions

follow in the footpath of another

and you'll stumble as

    we all fall down, save yourself

before we're all far too gone, 

   direct me to the wine deep in the ground

vines of self verity and wisdom

      step into the light, save me, save yourself

 If you don't due the offering plate

   your legs will work just the same without strings

 

         save me from the faith of blind men talking

        to dance amongt the ashes anointed with poetry

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"save me from the faith of blind men talking
to dance amongt the ashes anointed with poetry"
I like your thoughts and wisdom. Better to walk alone than follow the cattle to slaughter. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Thanks Coyote, means a lot coming from you.

[Zahra]

save me from the faith of blind men talking

to dance amongt the ashes anointed with
poetry

Beautifully done, frieda.

[Frieda P]

Grazie mille!....

[Astro]

Thought provoking stuff here Frieda, too bad religion gives way to so much poetry and is made up of so much poetically driven thought. Figures, we imperfect humans would get it all wrong and chose to follow rather than to lead. Here's to you finding that wine cellar!

[Frieda P]

Thanks Astro, yes, truth lies in the wine cellar! ;-)

[C.E.K. Nelson]

You had me hooked from the first two lines onward!! There is so much in this poem - brilliant !!! Thank you for sharing and keep healing!:)

[Frieda P]

Thanks for your visit and review Nelson, much appreciated!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Theres blood in the water - that sentence has provoked the evil in me my darling, stay tuned for a classic Thomas piece coming your way - also you never cease to make me think x

[Frieda P]

Ha I'm afraid, very afraid my love. ;-)

[icelandicblue]

Kool aid is for those who have not yet created their own palate for things. It's sickly sweet so that it hides the fact that it rots you from the inside out. Fabulously insightful Frieda.

[Frieda P]

I thank you for your insightful review blue.

[Bre]

I like the comparisons. It is a more artistic way to get your point across. Nice poem.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Bre, glad you liked it.

[Another Poet]

Lovely, so good!

[Frieda P]

Merci beacoup!

[Another Poet]

haha!

[Kristin Lee]

Its very interesting the tenuous dichotomy in this one...your saying "save me" and in the same breath talking about not following in the footsteps of another. That instinctual reflex to reach for someone's hand when we are flailing yet seeking stability or a foothold in a path that is all our own. Well done.

[Frieda P]

I think we all need a hand sometimes, but following blindly is absurd, thanks for your insightful review Kristin.

[Mark]

I love Dave Mathews. Did you ever watch the movie he was in? SOmething with Dixie in the title is all I remember but it was a good movie.

Nice poem, and I thought I recognized some style in it, then you mentioned DM and it instantly made sense. Nicely done.

[Frieda P]

No, had no clue he's ever been, will have to do some research on that one...thanks so much for your lovely review Mark.

[Mark]

'Because of Winn-Dixie' sweet and sad movie.

[Frieda P]

I'll keep that one in mind, would love to see him act, thanks for the heads up my friend.

[Barbara Walker]

Awesome write! Enjoyed reading this piece.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Barbara.