blood...

drip drip

Blood

Fills the streets

In burning rage fire

Bullets raping the night

Of innocent heart beats

Blood

fills the pockets

of money grubbing mongers

nicotine cancer wards

legal dope pushers

with the yellow smile

Blood

Drips from open wrists

Laid upon an altar

Of a deaf diety

So many tears

So many cries

Blood bonds us all

In love, misery, life and death

And I have a clot in my heart…

Author's Note

Reviews

[Allen Smuckler]

A tad abrupt at the end...no Brad?
Sounded and felt like our boy Jim could have written this himself (i.e "The End" and "When The Music's Over")...but you knew that. I''m sure you have already put it to music...would I love to hear that.
It IS the blood of humanity on the streets, the battlefields, our backyards
and it all starts...........or ends.................... with one clot, in one heart.
A powerful and honest write, Brad
allen

[SilentNiaAngel]

Well written & Poetic.I Like it

[stars are far]

This is so greatly written :D

[MuSe Ampoule]

We are used, bled and drained of everything we're worth only to then be thrown to the flames to stoke the furnace of the greed machine. It's ironic that so many want to play vampires when we're so subject to corporate blood letting as it is.

[FireWoman]

This resonates truth, sad to know at the end of the day the b******** know what they are doing. In the name of the Lord, drugs, or politics. Money vampires who have no problem spilling the blood of another.

[emmajoy]

Blood = pain, hell on earth? My interpretation, life is all hell can be, every pain, every strain .. and if that's the case, your poem is raw, powerful, take me down with one stroke stuff. It really is colourific in that blood - common to all, is everything we fear to see. I can't select special phrases .. it's all special.

[Ruth]

Bloody brilliant! Excuse my language! This is one of your best:) Amazing hon!
The ending had me say "woahhh."...maybe too loudly! lol
Awesome
xx

[.]

raw and stark..but as always the message is needed to be heard..poignant..blood really is the life force of us all...

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Oh Man, that last line...the poem rope-a-doped me, then the last line knocked me plum out of the ring. Bradley, you have a mind process like no one else.
Stunning work!

[Michael of Gilead]

"Blood in the streets of the town of New Haven;
Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice.
Blood in my love in the terrible summer;
Bloody red sun of fantastic L.A.
Blood screams her brain as they chop off her fingers.
Blood will be born in the birth of a nation;
Blood is the rose of mysterious union."

Yes, blood binds us together, gives us life and has been splattered and spilled recklessly throughout history....

Excellent Brad