weltschmerz

Just A Joke

Soul sisters, my sweethearts

The women I love, works

Of art

Their fairy eyes inspire my rhymes

And kindness and heartmend and laughs

In their wiseness beauty reinvents herself newly 

And fears are mere phantoms, I\'ll face all my demons

When I look at them 

But when we\'re alone 

Their voice takes on a tone

It chills me to the bone 

Tales of horror they tell 

 

You know I\'d rage a hundred fires 

Stand guard on top of the stairs 

Up to the rooms of little girls

Knife tucked underneath my tongue 

I\'d exhume every man 

Who went with secrets to the grave 

And never paid for a day 

For the destruction in his wake 

Leave vicious vipers under covers 

Of rotten men who went without a 

Punishment or consequence

For what they did to them 

 

\'Cause what do you say to the girl 

Who\'s had to endure the pain 

Seven lifetimes should not contain? 

 

What do you say to the crying recounts of rape

And bone shattering shouts for help? 

 

What do you say, feeling small, 

In a world that does cursed harm

To a child of only three

With blades of rocks and deeds 

Of oppression that runs deeper 

Than the trenches in the sea?

 

How do I save a mother that bleeds internally

Split to be in five places at once

Burnt out and yet never good enough

Carries everyone\'s pain and worries

But who carries hers? 

 

And after the news bury me alive 

All they tell me is the same old advice

Don\'t be dramatic, there\'s good guys too

Despair and anger will kill you one day 

It\'s not their fault, men were cut out this way 

And most accusations aren\'t even true 

 

Then if you dare speak a warning

A polite plea for decency 

Shaking heads will call you boring 

\"It\'s just a joke\"

Is what they\'ll say