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Marbles

The reds, the blues, yellows and greens
Some dark, some light, no ‘semblage of means
A simple man, with simple dreams
A hardened heart with softened pleas

As I think too much, and mumble about
I worry aloud as the echo’s scream
Inside of my head, the chaos of crowds
But this lonely man; he will slowly bleed.
As the gavels fall, loud cracks on my left
Twelve judges prevail, to condemn, this man
For innocent crimes of selfish-less theft
The jury mob shouts, “He CAN’T understand!”

Some orange, purple, grayish and black
These words, and thoughts, giving me flack
With funneled mind, I’m jammed at neck
I can’t express, my introspect

ORDER, ORDER,
I FIND you in CONTEMPT!

The bench used to be, where one judge prevails
But now the accused, displayed, for their shame
False accusations, a narcissist wailed
“HE STOLE, WHAT I TOOK”, found guilty, as framed
As I tried to speak, they told me I’m wrong
I tried to explain; “why haven’t you LEARNED”
A tingling burn, increasing, now strONG
I silenced myself, and wait…. for my turn

The brown, turquoise, marbles of thought,
Each color, a mood, a feeling of aught,
Ideas I have, understanding what’s naught,
All stuck in my head….

First black, then red, burnt orange and gray
This woman, holds me, she says it’s okay
She listens to me, in her arms, I cry
The blue sky, and sunshine….
Ooh, the green of your eyes….

I’ve, missed you….


© 2018 Jeffrey Spencer

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