March 7, 2013 ( Read more... )

laughing at us ( Read more... )

The empty
ache

craving for
touch

a hug

a hand

a caress...

The angst
doesn't transit
to words as well.

Though the
outrage still
remains!

The cruelty
heaped upon
innocence

shall never
fail to
rouse ire!

alan

The words
don't come easily
as they used to.

The thoughts
jumbled
and whirling.

Hope
still tries
it's wings.

I can't look
for fear it
will fail!

alan

Fears abound
numbers slide
hope rises!

Perhaps '68
will finally
arrive in '08!

The banner
picked up
by another...

alan

Filling my
heart
with joy
even when
only an
echo
in my
head...

and the
bands
play on!

Death by
asphyxiation-

if it wasn't
cut
it was
choked
or starved
or burnt;

the lungs
ceased to
function

humanity
died!

Musical verbiage
lost
in depression
driven
despairing
by inhumanity!

Pretty paper
bows and
ribbon-

as I
work my mind
wanders

thinking of
the boxes
others
are receiving
for the
holidays.

The shiny
one wrapped
in flags!