Fierceness yet folly of Friday night riots
Has me reaching for bands of my past like Slayer,
Slipknot and raging songs about \'angels of
Death\' and places \'south of heaven.\' I get angrier
With each passing verse and more violent my pulse
Playing \'pulse of the maggots\' raising my
Blood pressure beyond a safe \'threshold,\' the volume
Increasing, my face contorted, scowling, \'nero forte.\'
Plunging, I\'ve plunged into the depths of darkness, a relapse
Into \'Gehenna\' I\'ve now experienced, falling
Downward, driven by ‘daily dialogue’ to
Feel as you feel, to understand your freefall,
Only to come up again gasping, grasping for Light
Cause \'a saint is a sinner\' who tries and keeps trying.
Gary Edward Geraci