some folks

third poem I ever wrote . . .

some folks

burn through the rope quick

to make their getaway

 

some folks

light a cigarette and stay awhile

watching blue smoke

curl up around their little baby's angelic smile

 

some folks never get it

and some get too much . . .

 

some folks die inside

a small piece at a time

'til there's nothing left but bone

 

while some folks

do the cutting and crying

and standing proud of their ability to cry

after they've cut you to pieces

leaving nothing left but bone

 

 

some folks stay put . . .

 

and some folks

go on down the lonesome road

looking for the light

and when finding it's real

they snuff it out

 

some folks are the light 

 

some folks are the darkness

that lead to the light

 

 

originally written November 29th, 2009

(third poem)

 

rewritten October 1, 2010

Copyright 2010 Mark C Jackson

Author's Note

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Reviews

[TheFemininePad]

An interesting poem with a good moral story to it. I think you a good job weaving together the various meanings within this poem. You mix the simple and the complex so easily. The flow of the poem is easy to understand. I don't see how this poem could be improve further.

[Ashley Myers]

good vs evil is how i thought this poem to be.

[Steph's_romantic_myster..]

Great poem, and extremely true

[Mark C. Jackson]

thank you

[Shelby]

Wow, that's very true of humanity.

some folks are the light

some folks are the darkness
that lead to the light

That's beautifully said. Even people who aren't the light can lead to the light. Very pretty. The simplicity of this poem, and the use of the the very down to earth "some folks" contrasts beautifully to the complex subject of the poem. I love that about it, the mixing of simplicity and complicated, Very well done.