Silent Knights

Posted Date: : Aug 13, 2007 7:42 PM

 

Walking in the middle of sand

You are here holding my hand

The moon is out

And the sound of beach birds as we heard them cry from far

Wind fighting against us as we stroll

I start feeling a little cold

Gentle sounds of the waves resting for the next day

The shine of the moon reflecting the shadowy water

Flashy lights around ocean drive hotels

We pass by a few palm trees

We see a group of homeless men yell

With their beer bottles hidden under brown bags

I wonder how long they've been living there and that makes me sad

These are silent knights

Struggling each rough day

Either fighting from bad habits or just food

They don't know where they are going because they have no clue

Something got them there and yes life is not fair

A missed paycheck can make it worse

You are thrown out of your own house and it's like being cursed

Prostitutes in the street as as a truck stops in the side

These girls are not scared; they have nothing to hide

Finding the easy way out to pay the bills

Spreading AIDS and other s**t that kills

These are silent knights

This is an everyday life

Lost souls inside these mindless bodies

I just wish this wouldn't happen to nobody

Silent Knights wandering around alleys

Just Silent Knights

Reviews

[Red]

Ah, silent knights indeed. Let me start by saying that the imagery in this was perfect. It wasn't a detail short nor was it dull of boring. I like how you used the idea of these people as silent knights. What I personally get from the metaphor is people doing what they have to for their own "noble" cause; it's more or less about them doing what ever it takes to survive. Also, the line-
"Spreading AIDS and other s**t that kills" made me laugh due to the boldness and pure honesty that you stated. Great Job
-Red