Pissing Black
People will swim murky oceans
with man eating behemoths
free climb sheer rock faces in gale force winds
dive headfirst off a cliff into a windy abyss
wearing nothing but plastic wings,
don't we all cherish the daredevil that teases death!
but
these same people wont go for a night walk
in the city..
They'd rather take a stroll, without caliber, through a lion infested savanna.
Crawl deserts and jungles with smirking serpents and panthers
or ride a seventy foot neck snapping wave.
Don't we all cherish the daredevil, that teases death
but
who doesn't dare face the smallest city ripple.
why is that?
Somehow we've failed as a society, as a people, as human beings
we needed to go in for a societal pap smear long ago
we ignored the pang in our soul flank for to long
now our soul piss is coca-cola colored
and the infection is spreading-
now everybody's pissing black.
We needed to take the plastic wings off along time ago,
taken a mental inventory of where our hearts are really at
taken a long crawl through the city
pluck a weed from the sweet gutter, lick its heat.
shuck out the smolder before it burns living to the ground...
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment