Words

They spew poison and disguise them as gentle words

They wave to you, but they're really flipping you the bird

These gestures are so subtle,

But hurt like being punched with every knuckle

They kick you in the knees and make you buckle

The days we live in are blinding

Like a desolate road that's dark and winding

Danger lurks around every turn

This is a road that we'll never learn

 

As time shifts, and and the space around us collapses

They'll lay us down with open fists,

Until we all suffer and have unrecoverable relapses

 

We can all see you on that pedestal you sit on

We the people will bring upon a wrath at the break of dawn

We're strong and we all know that you're wrong

So we're removing the cancer that doesn't belong

 

 

 

Author's Note

unfinished, not sure whether I want it to be a song or just a poem

Reviews

[char]

Enjoyed this! This will be good as either poem or song. Always a pleasure, Swift :)

[Jem Sagcal]

Such wide vocabulary in one poem, which makes it absolutely enjoyable. Your powerful messages in the pieces you write are always quite a pleasure to read.

[Phil Smith]

Powerful piece you have here. I enjoyed reading it. Although, you have two 'and's right next to each other. I'm not sure you're supposed to?

[Shannen Forrester]

Powerful and unique as always :) and as always I like it.