Guitars and Prophets

A supression of the truth
A factory line of frowns and grey
Drowning their songs in morbid redtape
Holding their machines to eradicate the fascists
Living in the nature of decay
A coffin rests open for display
The face of a dream died in vain
Pretend skeletons rearrange the demise of
a wandering mind
That is revolutionary, open and strong
Whispers of fate unite in embers of great force
That rewind explosions of the destitute and isolated
Realizng the emancipation of life and when its too late
 

Reviews

[Michael X]

I enjoy reading poetry seasoned with metaphorical spices yet easy to comprehend the meaning..
its the sharp dynamics bring out the flavor.. the true image behind the metaphor.. as this poem
shows in detail.. how the meaning is open to specific interpretation.. allowing the reader the opportunity

to draw there own conclusion on specifics.. what the words desribe to me is a soldior
who has died in war..or those who are willing to sacrifice for certain cause and fundimental
morals behind the tragedy at surface level, but indepth it speaks policy.. passionate-charged-focused
and sends a chill up the readers back--i really enjoyed reading this, thank you

Living in the nature of decay
A coffin rests open for display
The face of a dream died in vain

[Jane Doe Smith Rogers]

Guitars and Prophets begins in revolutionary power, but ends in apathy when it shouldn't. I would strengthen its resolve by giving it the fire it began with all the way through. There is no room for apathy in revolution.

[jollypolly2]

This is very good! I like this one too! you certainly have a way with words.

[THE LOST ROSE]

That rewind explosions of the destitute and isolated
Realizng the emancipation of life and when its too late

Those last two lines put a great poem into atmosphere. I really enjoyed this write as well. I thought about your Fart poem and it made me come back to check out another one of pyour pieces. I will be back soon. Send me some read request please!

[RachelleB]

Just found this and glad to see you made your way here to Wcafe, since Mcafe isnt what it used to be...your poems are so well crafted and thoght provoking, and this one too got me meditiating...a very good write....

[Dani California]

Pretend skeletons rearrange the demise of
a wandering mind

This was a thought provoking read indeed. It's wonderful how all of your readers had a different interpretation. That to me means a well crafted poem. I read sacrifice of one's dreams -- and their life -- for a greater cause that never changes. An ongoing life stealing cause that will continue until the end of time therefore self sacrifice is done so in vain. Or is it? I would be interested to know what your thoughts were when you wrote this.

Nice work!!

[The Mad Prophet]

Wow, very touching. It sounds like a poem about Record Companies, and popular music artist. Very flowing, very good thank you.

[Legion]

A truly unique write. Wake up the martyrs. Well worded. You know your craft.

One thing to fix that I noticed in the last line -"when its to late"- "when it's too late".

Kudos.

[ANNA]

You are a very good! Wrapping the show of your words in one! Playing around with what you can come up with! I love how you keep some of your writing short. When I read many others poetry, I've notice that they all talk about the same things on here.Not that I'm any different! lol. I just know you are a great writer. Clean and fresh. It's very creative too. Keep it going. I can't wait to read more

Much love n respect,
Anna