tragedy

tragedy

A Poem by jazz

lost in our own evil intentions
destroyed by our own inventions
did i mention....

i the one created unequal in design
fragmented in thought
lead to puzzled decisions
celebrated in inscription
"he's not the rise of man,
but rather the fall of rome
eleventh of september to the patriot act
tomorrow and yesterday to iraq,
israel and palestine"
will eventually destroy eachother
just to reveal god's intentions supreme
were an aborted fetus by the hands of a queen.

 

lost in our own evil intentions
destroyed by our own inventions
did i mention....

mommy's worried addiction,
to acting her age but not here title,
is more than just the talk of the town
it's the town itself strolling the aisle wedding gown
white like cocaine,
the kkk and pale faces 
staring down the clouds.
daughter's dressed in guilt wearing the outfit out.
and they ask,
"where's the daddy"
with his wife two sons and his teenage girl seems violent.
impregnated by daddy then threatened her to keep quiet.

© 2008 jazz


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Added on April 23, 2008
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jazz
jazz

el chuco town, TX



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