This Is Not the Place and Time To Smile
Take that stupid look
Off your face-
This is not the
Place and time
To smile
Our words have
Become our Verdicts
And the Judges shall
Sentence us to death
All those Secret Sins
Desires, Dreams, Hopes
All those lies we tell others
And ourselves-
Spread on a sheet
Of gilded paper
Our words shall destroy us...
Bare our souls to the
Popcorn-munching crowd
That knows us more than we
Thought we knew ourselves
They all saw what we've been
Trying to hide--
Between those lines
They'll drink like there's
No tomorrow
And by dawn our names shall
Ferment, into bitter drops
of Nothing
And we'll write like there's no tomorrow
The night is long
Even History longs to be re-written
Time can be accepting
When it comes to change
We'll write words about how
Our words became
The death of us
And our caged thoughts shall
Break free- and reek of fresh ink
The pigeons will paint the night's sky
And the men will bleed-
Of compassion
And monuments will fall
Into Debris
The sun will rise out of bed-
And stare at its horrid face in the mirror
And we'll write about the tomorrow that never came.
Copyright © Maya Kaabour | Year Posted 2010
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