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The Box

Where I live is in between
A memory and a dream
Walking a tightrope each day
I light my self on fire
And take a big box
And head down Main Street
The weasels in the front of Bill’s Cafe
Love it, spewing hate and spit
And laughing at me because they don’t know
What I know
I know the truth
The cold hard dark truth

Yes I have seen the burning bush
I have stood on the mountain
I have heard the words of Martin Luther King, Jr.
And I too have a dream
I have dream that one day a man 
Will not have to live in a box on the streets of Bogota 
The slums of Shanty Town will rise above the sewage
That the stench of death on the road to the Congo 
Will rise over our heads and blow towards the lands of freedom

Once the west has felt and seen the pain our brothers are in
We shall as a people, as a nation, as a world rise up and crush the inequities of
Poverty and prejudice and cast off the yoke of oppression.
I see that day as clearly as I see the dream of the ancient God’s
They will crumble at our feet and we shall walk upon them as Jesus 
Walked on water.

Come one, come all ye sinners for Jesus is a trick on the weak and faithful.
The men of the cloth need you to believe.   
Don’t fear the truth because you will never know it.
Trust in me for I will save you.
Now how about a bit of money for your savior? 
Kneel by the alter, supplication
Come boy help your Father

I need the box you see for it is my home
I live (if you call it that) on the streets 
Of America’s home towns
I’m on the corner of your cities
The greenbelts of your suburbs
I am the coyote of humanity
And I am coming to take apart your lives
Limb by limb, bank account by bank account
Your debit cards and credit cards can’t buy my loyalty
I will disembowel your nuclear family
And leave you wishing that your Beamer 
Wasn’t bloody red
I will wash the streets with your sin

And then I will go back and live in my box
Alone with my dream. 

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  1. Date: 7/29/2013 9:04:00 PM
    I am outraged by the condition of civilization as well. I hand out dollars to the beggars on every corner in Las Vegas because they want to eat. I think we all might be living in boxes at some point... Excellent

    Kilmer Avatar Stephen Kilmer
    Date: 7/29/2013 9:19:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    A society of cardboard. What then? EMC cardboard is thicker than Wal-Mart. So I am upper class cause I live in a EMC box.....ah the possibilities make me giddy with excitement. Kilmer
  1. Date: 7/25/2013 10:52:00 PM
    Wow deeply enlightening, emotional read.... Dont fear the truth, cause you will never know it!!! I so believe those words as I do the box....thankyou for sharing your fierce, thoughts in this well recieved & expressed poem.....onelove cherie~<3~

    Kilmer Avatar Stephen Kilmer
    Date: 7/26/2013 5:40:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thank you Cherie. I appreciate your kind words. I realize it is a bit brutal but I have to write what I feel. You are very kind again thank you. Kilmer
  1. Date: 7/25/2013 8:47:00 PM
    can it be? one with the box, to be seen, with a fox. . . . thanks

    Kilmer Avatar Stephen Kilmer
    Date: 7/26/2013 5:40:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry


    Thanks Danesh. Green eggs and ham sam i am....