Leather Jacket
Carefree caressing the nameless denial,
That quenches the soul with demon spawned bile
Epitome of hateful and lusting regret,
To seldom forgive and never forget,
Stolen dreams ride on waves of dead pleasure,
Love gone so long that it is barely remembered
But still live continues as it has as of yore,
Trials and errors to be brought before,
Humanities judges, corrupted old fools
Decrepit, despising desirous of the jewels
Of power they cling to with an inhuman grasp
Till life falls away, and death comes atlast.
To take all they lived for and turn it to nothing.
Fearful and hateful, in their own emotions drowning
Spitefully struggling and causing a riot,
Till they are all dragged down, and everything’s quiet.
Sunday, July 11, 2004
Fatherhood
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