You gotta let the blood out the body
You gotta let it all fade away
Once the blood is out the body
Then the body can reawake
You gotta walk the streets at night
Watch the victims shining bright
Waiting for dreams that never come true
Clinging to life nearly through
You gotta let the blood out the body
You gotta let it all fade away
Once the blood is out the body
Then the body can reawake
You gotta watch their eyes
No hiding, no disguise
Vacant pools lacking soul
Destiny’s ashes burning coals
You gotta let the blood out the body
You gotta let it all fade away
Once the blood is out the body
Then the body can reawake
You gotta cut the body wide
Gotta cut it deep inside
See the pictures' life unfold
Death in jars, story told.
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Comments3
Brilliant!
(crazy how some people, gag
at the thought of cutting-up
flesh and poking around
its, grimy inner workings..
then simultaneously, hail
Science's
life saving, Medicine
as their Progressive, new religion...
erm - Yeah, now
that's my definition
of a selective, Reality...)
lol
If I'm not around, they can do what they want. lol
Very powerfully written! There is the autopsy of the dead and the living, metaphorically speaking, and I think you have captured this so well in your recurring refrain. Well done dear poet.
Thanks, Bella
Yeah I agree with Teddy on this one. We're all being drained of our beings like a darn mop being wrung. Where's the humanity?
Has been a crap few years for all.
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