Kamikaze
A true advantage
Is to be angry with your head
And not your heart.
This is how good men win wars,
And smart women win arguments.
And this is the story
Of how I finally learned the difference.
Darkness lit by bright green bulbs
Reveals a thousand mouths,
Taped and caged.
And while bound, I still walk free
And so decide to tempt my torture,
Procured by bright green tape.
I slip the cat my tongue to eat
Though uneasy, I smile.
Yes, I rebelled.
I plotted and protested all on my own,
Stood strong as stone
As the jokers, they taunted
And the mud at me flew.
Punish me for it if you must.
Hang me from the gallows at high noon,
Make me walk the plank.
Make me stand on the scaffold like
Hester Prynne,
With the letter T for treason sewn
To my breast.
A dunce cap does not make one a fool,
And shaming me will not make me ashamed.
But I was wrong, I was wrong.
I had it out for the jailers,
Who weren't jailers after all.
Just tell them all I'm sorry,
Tell those wide-eyed kids I'm sorry.
Tell those taped mouths and
Their skeletons
Me poenitet
To the bridge I said, "Don't kill me"
As I struck and threw the match
Now if he would please
Excuse me
As I step off his back
And would someone remind me that
What I did, I thought was best
The worst flames, it is said,
Are the ones that you begin
I let apologies cast down like rain,
White blossoms as white flags
To cool the singed portions
Of the bridge.
Inhale the smoke like I deserve
Then clear my lungs
And journey on.
Copyright © Annalee Pierce | Year Posted 2012
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