steel grown

poetic injustice
belligerent content
smother my sins
replace my eyes
with gold coins to reflect
the nation of your attributes
cut fast
my face
skin scars
unlike a solid heart
steel grown
by fathers
and mothers
intent upon creating
the forces of life
to repel
propel
inhale us all

bring fast
in night swift
quiet comforts
sweet nothings
hid away in
dark sutures
the comforts of love
release not
to our arms
the lifeless wings
of what we desire
but lock within
the sweet sorrows
of third nations
tired plights

bring me liquor
to drown what i was
to save
what i want
who i am
in steel cut chambers
designed to hide flesh
meant to bring guilt
to the creators
within

Reviews

[Angelic Darkness]

This poem has a lot of depth, a meaning beyound words.
Reminds me of a slow sultry rap. Keep up the good work..AD