Ubel

perhaps i should have looked away 
my mind takes me back to the general store 
of black liquorish sticks red cobble stone walk ways 
the reading of immortal poems as william mason
 
sounds off hot off the press the negroe spirit soar
something that only vachel lindsay could ever explore 
while the birth of confusion balances over land and sea 
perhaps i should have looked away as your scaly form 

crawled over my flesh the flame flickered 
the lantern fell your gloating pout captured me
in your haste in your lure daintily aimously mine eyes 
leadeth me through hidden trenches a cold damp stynch 
of blood soaked wood weeping moss throughout
 
the musty bayous perhaps i should have looked away 
while white sheets were being draped startling 
my trembling wide knees stifled my embrace 
as i clung to my father's fist lincolns hat tumbles
kennedy's heart rumbles 

while my pappy's blood smeared over france 
staining britains arches flowing throughout 
the niles of jordan pouring into pakistani borders 
perhaps i should have looked away 

while staring into my blind grandmother's 
faithful gaze as her hands clapped the sound 
of many men while hatred spread a contagious 
outbreak silencing syria corrupting mankind
 
perhaps i should have looked away my mind captured 
followed by this ageless odorless soundless calm 
liquifying malice greed and shame into a vile mist of envy 
seeping through the pore's of green pastures contaminating
 
golden corn green giants purdue farms honey suckled plums 
red delicious apples into rotten tomatoes tye dying tainted cotton
fields of hanging levi's perhaps i should have looked away then 
when none not even one of us could see hear fear evil nor end
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Mehta Avatar
September 2, 2013 at 5:46 AM
Beautiful expressions with fine images, Please give once over the rhyme scheme of crown of sonnets
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