Monday, March 30, 2009

Breaking the Chain

Sitting here in silence,
Glancing off the cliff.
Streaming thoughts of violence,
Making mountains riff.

Powerless and quiet,
Suppressing any slip.
Secretly in riot,
Praying you won’t flip.

Words could never capture,
What I want to say.
Never want to rupture,
Would haunt me anyway.

Your actions will force me,
Blame I cannot take.
Gathering my own plea,
Modesty awake!

Memories won’t erase,
Knowledge cannot help.
Hopes to go and retrace,
That which made you yelp.

Sitting here in silence,
Hope you won’t erupt.
Dreams of my compliance,
Transferring my stuff.

Controlling another,
Happiness unfelt.
Let me tell you brother,
You do it to yourself.

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