Earth Bleeds
Just show up.
You don't have to solve my world,
resolve my mind to body.
Just show up.
Just grow out.
Throw in whatever wisdom-ologies we can find,
they'll never rest your peace of mind.
Justice grows out.
Peace flows up.
Down deep where old whores find luck
of justice so blind she'll never he be
come slippery wet between our beats;
hungry peace flows out.
Just stand up.
Down sliding stairs of glaring need,
gliding prayers of blaring greed,
crying slayers of dual-dark creed,
slying players of slutty breed,
flying nayers of righteous steeds.
Let just us free Earth's kosmic karmic bleed.
Copyright © Gerald Dillenbeck | Year Posted 2016
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