Secret defiance! I found a spark of life…
Seditionist verse, hidden between concrete cracks,
And decorated by shards of broken glass.
In solitude, a flower considered a way to grow.
As a colorful impostor, occupying the corner of Gray Grove.
“Progress makes strangers of us all.” I told it,
As the stop-light declared it time to go.
Smuggled truth! I found a fragment of wisdom…
Poor righteousness, hung beneath fluorescent flickers, sighting a selection of vandalism.
In solitude, a poet considered a revelation and left it’s blueprints in obvious indignation
As a crumbling movement brushed across the grains of a forgotten wall
“Even though I dread, I choose to live free of regret.” I commented, a stranger to it all
As the No-Loitering sign reminded me to go.
Tired eyes! I found reason for resign
Suffocating in strife, begging for change and table scraps of life
Beside the old church holding out a paper cup
To believers and saints passing him by
But God’s grace moves in strange ways, they had already given their tithe
So he waits, a fading dream the living rather not see
As hope is the mother of misery, it’s hard to find reason not to give up the fight
“Suicide is for those too smart for life.” I stopped and thought.
Yesterday’s horrors fill tomorrows with dread
Some call it a beautiful struggle, others don’t live to see the end
I’ll be honest, to me, no one is a friend
Condemned to fruitlessly toil and dream, if this is life I have no desire to be…
But one thing I do know for certain,
One thing I came to see;
If you have razor blade scars
Keep those close to your heart
Because life’s not worth dying for…
So as master of my fate
And captain of my soul
I bow now, and confess it time to go.
