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To the heartbreakers, I declare with pride,
I'm taken, by a love that won't subside.
To those who doubted, my capacity to love,
I'm taken, by a heart that beats from above.
To those who looked down, with a critical eye,
I'm taken, by one who sees the real me, and loves me high.
To those who rejected, with a callous hand,
I'm taken, by one who accepts me, in this imperfect land.
I found the one, my prayers answered true,
The one I'll cherish, my heart beating anew.
She loves me for who I am, without condition or pride,
Despite my flaws, despite my struggles, she stands by my side.
She saw the real me, beyond the external frame,
And loved the essence, that makes me, me, without shame.
My poverty, my struggles, didn't deter her love,
She saw the beauty, in my imperfections, sent from above.
I've found my half-heart, my missing piece, my guiding star,
The one I miss every second, the one I'm incomplete without, near or far.
Sorry, I'm taken, by a love that's pure and true,
A love that heals, a love that renews.
I found my person, the one who loves only me,
The one who fights for my name, who sets my soul free.
She doesn't care about what others say,
She stands by me, through every trial, every day.
I'm taken, by an angel, sent from above,
A true lover, with a heart that's full of love.
She's my shelter, my safe haven, my home,
The one I'll cherish, the one I'll never roam.
In her arms, I find my peace, my solace, my rest,
The one place, where I'm loved, where I'm blessed.
She's my partner, my friend, my confidante, my guide,
The one who helps me, to navigate life's tide.
With her by my side, I feel complete,
A sense of belonging, a love that's unique.
We're two souls, connected at the heart,
A bond so strong, that will never depart.
Sorry, I'm taken, by a love that's real,
A love that's worth fighting for, a love that heals.
I'll cherish her, I'll love her, with all my might,
Forever and always, through day and night.
Can you hear the soul of it, the silky sound that haunts your mind?
And takes you to a film noir with words that cry of pining hearts?…
Of love betrayed, or kisses spurned, returning to a shaded past
Notes that echo through the night, with salty tears that will not hide
The sultry voice that sings the blues will walk you through the foggy mist
And break your heart with bitterness
Somewhere, there’s a lonely song, about the man who got away
She drinks the words as if alone, dressed in satin, red lips croon
Who does she sing to? Who are those strangers in the room?
The scent of whiskey in the gloom, they drink it straight, in black and gray
The music fills the void with tunes, it rises above the grim despair
It mingles with the nicotine, that circles in the midnight air
Somewhere is a saxophone, and a sobbing clarinet
She’s tearing words from limb to limb
The room is dim…but it’s not for them
The smokey sounds that fill the air
Shots of whiskey....another pair
Heads held low, hidden faces
A place where troubled souls
Find words in old songs
To tell their stories
About deep sorrows
About deep regret
Doesn't matter if anyone is listening
It's just enough to have them sung
Even long after the tears had dried
After they leave this place
All alone in some lonely space
Haunting melody inside a pounding head
Someone still cries
The blues in the night
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In Honor of Michael Falotico's Contest "A Cry Still Heard"
Johnny Thunders… Room 37.
John Anthony Genzale JR, a man that did the drugs and booze,
Not only born to live but ultimately born to lose.
Born in fifty two he loved the game of baseball,
But would never cut his hair that was his little league downfall….
That and his bad dad, but Johnny Volume would soon rule..
Along with the Jaywalkers at Quintano High School.
Then in sixty eight he would go to Fillmore East,
At a bar called "Nobody"'"s"on Bleeker Street
He would learn to drink his Bourbon ice so neat.
Then he was a sales clerk at the Da Nazz Leather Shop,
He would meet some future Dolls, then they were the "Actress"'"s."
But it was just a whistle stop..
Renamed Johnny Thunders after a comic book of the same name,
The New York Dolls were formed
His life would never be the same…
Two critically acclaimed Albums
"The New York Dolls" "Too much too soon"
But both commercially void,
Not enough to buy a Coke spoon..
In seventy five the Dolls broke up
Those trash glams all with attitude ,
Even bands today look back
With nothing but hard rock gratitude.
Johnny then formed The Heartbreakers ,released one brilliant LP
Los Angeles Mother F@kers
Know as L.A.M.F.
What an album I do decree…
Though I still love "So Alone"
A solo of such class..
He drifted here and there,
Then it was alas…
He lasted till nineteen ninety one,
His heroin a complete addiction..
But his death it was a mystery
There should have been a murder conviction!
Many rumours surround his death, I do suspect foul play.
St Peters House Hotel, New Orleans, such a great cliché.
Gangster dealers gave him LSD
Ripped off his Methadone supply..
Pretty sure they killed him,
Such a sad goodbye.
His room number was thirty seven,
It was ransacked of all his possessions,
What is known for certain,
Is there has never been no confessions..
"You can"t put your arms around a memory,
Don"t try don"t try..
You"'re just a bastard kid
And you got no name
Cause you"re living with me
We"re one and the same."
Nice one Johnny..
Sadly missed.
Form:
If the world is going to hell in a handbasket,
'Who's holding the handle?'
is the real question, and I have to ask it.
Also, I wonder how well the world would function
if all corruption were removed at this junction.
Destroy despotism, no more nepotism,
do away with liars, fakers, thieves, heartbreakers,
abolish pundits, politicians, priests, on-the-takers.
If we eliminate crime, cigarettes, drugs and insanity,
so those evils become a thing of the past,
a change for the better could restore humanity,
but how long would it last?
We'll never know, as little is learned from history,
and why that's so is still a mystery.
In the beginning, there were only two,
(whether or not you believe in Adam and Eve)
it's no surprise mankind is clueless what to do
as, since then; incest, inbreeding and man's hate
has brought populations to such a terrible state,
despite those who do good, few and far between,
perhaps it's in their food, or possibly the genes.