70.

A Second Chance at Life so Cruel?


Why do I live in deathly pain?
And scream my silence to pouring rain?
Of futile dreams of better life
To proving oft that I can’t cope
With life, her cruelty bleeding swift
My blood-the glue to bind the rift
‘Tween life and death’s sweet fragile arms
Who calls so gentle, cool and calm
Who beckons me to join the few
Who took the chance of life anew

69.

To See the Sorrow

Why do they bleed, those stars so bright?
Why do they cry so soft through night?
To pierce the earth with silver spears
Of heaven’s crying, those pure God tears

For failing long to save the world
For seeing clear the hurting churned
By priest and pastor claiming still
That God is good and just in all

The same breath kills both hopes and dreams
Of two boys’ loving, split down seams
To part the ‘truth’ –that God loves straights
To kill the truth – that love is just

In his heaven, dying slow
God looks down on earth below
Aghast he sees the hatred loud
The rift that nought but he can hide

68.

Meaning


To sing out loud on starlight night
To sing a song of desperate plight
Of raging torment, standing strong
Of desperate bleeding, running long
Who lives and dies in sweet refrain
Who whispers love in stabbing pain
To save from torture love enchained
To bring to living death unchanged

67.

Repetition Repackaged


You say again those boring words
Just changed by how they sound
The same cold meaning stabbing close
To heart and putrid mind

I hear again your cruel intent
To drag me down and bleed me dry
With aged words but still unspent
The hate that lies to make me cry

Your sound you changed but still remains
The meaning-swift and stark behind
Those words repeated, time again
Repackaged for a frightened mind

66.

A Lifeline Reason


A startling truth I’ve now to see
This one for years I’ve longed to flee
Through knife and blood I search for death
Unknown by truth and lies beneath

My heart, she knows the reason why
I ran to knife, but could not cry
For life’s pure torture blinding swift
The knowledge – truth – and pure death’s kiss

Who screams for loving, short and dear
Hid by torture, life unclear
The wondrous truth I couldn’t see
-It’s Life, not Death that’s scaring me

65.

Broken Heart Dreams


Those kisses are mine
I dream in my heart
Your loving’s for me
And not for that tart
She loves you, you love her
It’s not all that wrong
I love you – pause - nothing
My feelings so strong…
They rattle like mothballs
In great empty house
Both Doubtfulls and Hopefulls
Who die with a kiss
On her lips so tender
To shatter with screams
And bring me to splendour

Of Broken Heart Dreams

64.

Just One More Notch In My Breaking Heart

You lie there together
Unknowing, I feel
The dreams that I’m living
The nightmare so real

Of sitting here watching
Not daring to breathe
Your kisses she felt soft
Match tears now unsheathed

For loving in envy
Sweet bitter in time
And hatred so jealous
Why’s love so unkind?

Those kisses are mine
But now it is she
Receiving your loving

Now how my heart bleeds