Pendulum 2011 (Cyber-Bullying)

Every time the clock chimes
Every time the guitar strums
Every beat of the drum

I see
We see
The Pendulum

Momma hated that you
Were fascinated
By the old clock in
The hallway
Every other day
She would say
That she was going to
Throw it away
Momma said, "that it
Took up too much space
And that it has to go"
The expression on
Her face showed
That she couldn’t
Let it go
In her heart she knows
That their time is
Coming to an end
Now her momma is left
Remembering

Every time the clock chimes
Every time the guitar strums
Every beat of the drum

She sees
The Pendulum

No one reported this
No evidence of a crime
Since they didn’t use
Their fist
It will be just a
Matter of time
Before CSI put together
The clues
And figure out
What happened to you?
No gunshot wound
No blunt force trauma
A new episode
A new drama

Every time the clock chimes
Every time the guitar strums
Every beat of the drum


I see
We see
The Pendulum

Calls on her I-phone
They wouldn’t leave
Her alone
So after the text
What’s next?
They didn’t realize
That they killed her
With their lies
See,
Our lives
Will never be the same
It is a shame
That so many think
It’s a game
Some choose to remember
While others choose
To forget
But see on the internet
No one expects or
Thinks that they will be
True accountability
For cyber bullying
And now I say
With deep regrets
We know that
The clock was now set
Maybe it was the wrong time
But in her mind she finds
That she just ran out of time


Every time the clock chimes
Every time the guitar strums
Every beat of the drum


She sees
The Pendulum

See in history class
She sits
Trying to figure out
How to change it
The teacher helped
To frame it
By painting a picture
Of slavery
Describing Harriet’s
Bravery
And how it made
No sense
That so many Negros
Were lynched
All because of their
Color of their skin
It was a deeper sin
And now this is where
Our story ends

CSI followed the
Trails from
The emails
And figured out
Just what this
Was about
She was in constant fear
Because her peers
Kept in her tears
And that is why
She is no longer here
So in her mind
She finds
That she too
Wanted to
Hang from
The tree
Just like the
Negroes
She read about
In history
It was no longer
A mystery
Or an unsolved crime
Now her pendulum stops
For she has run out
Of time

Every time the clock chimes
Every time the guitar strums
Every beat of the drum


I see
We see
The Pendulum

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

history keeps repeating itself...now in cyberspace...but the result is the same...
hate, prejudice, people driven to despair and death...now in the form of cyber bullying.

so sad that people can be so ugly in their actions and motivations...
with every beat of the drum another soul is beaten down.

[Jerome F Knox III pseudonym Nefarious J. Dorsey]

thanks Jacob I always seek out your wisdom....thanks so much

[Jerome F Knox III pseud..]

thanks Jacob I always seek out your wisdom....thanks so much