Violet See Poet Dramatic Monologue

Last Breath

Vivid hallucinations of a world gone good
tripping over the stepping stones of where i once stood
virtue and morals exist no more
to be female your marked as a whore
diving head first into a lake of last breath
was it a hell of a life
or a step closer to death
confused ascendants refuse to admit
your like you are because of them
hanging from strands of so-called sanity
repititious pressures of ego and vanity
innocence lost amongst pure irony
its a shame intelligence doesnt come with a warranty
obligated religion teaches to pray
while at the same time denying a race
helpless remorse at the door of death
why not apologize before your last breath
how does it feel to be covered by lies
you spent your whole life in shadowy disguise
just accept what you are, where you've been
maybe next life you wont do it again
you attend churches to seek common piety
is it real truth     or only society?

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Carrie Richards September 9, 2008 at 12:56 PM You have such a wonderful gift...I hope you will turn the bitterness and losses you've encountered, as a tool. It can turn things around for you, you are a poet with a poet's heart!~ Best of Luck! Carrie

Michael Jordan September 9, 2008 at 11:28 AM Violet - You know I was on my second term in Prison and quite simply very very violent to say the least and high up in a Prison Gang - At the age of 41 alone in my cell I was struck by a bolt of lightening in the middle of the night and conviction just flooded my soul and for the first time since I was a small boy I prayed to God, got up off my knees with tears flowing and wrote my first poem - I now have four books published - many things I don't know but the one I do is that God is real -