WHY AM I FIGHTING THIS CRAZY WAR?
I'M SO TIRED AND ALONG THE WAY I FORGOT WHAT I WAS REALLY FIGHTING FOR.
AND WHO IS THE REAL ENEMY?
I'VE HURT SO MANY PEOPLE TO GET TO HIM, BUT HE'S STILL ALIVE.
HOW CAN THAT BE?
I CLOSE MY EYES AND COUNT TO TEN, BUT WHEN I OPEN THEM AGAIN I CANNOT
SEE.
I CANNOT SEE.
AND WHEN MY VISION COMES INTO FOCUS, A SPOTLIGHT COMES ON AND BRIGHTLY
SHOWS US;
I SEE AN IMAGE OF ME. ONLY ME.
SO I RUNAND HIDE UNTIL I'M TOO TIRED TO GO ON, AND SIT DOWN SO I CAN
THINK.
HOW CAN I RUN FROM MYSELF? HOW CAN I PROTECT MYSELF?
MY WORLD'S BEGINNING TO SINK.
IT'S BEGINNING TO SINK.
SO I RUN AND HIDE UNTIL I'M TOO TIRED TO GO ON, AND I SIT DOWN SO I CAN
THINK.
HOW CAN I RUN FROM MYSELF? HOW CAN I PROTECT MYSELF?
MY WORLD'S BEGINNING TO SINK. IT'S BEGINNING TO SINK.
I LISTEN CLOSELY FOR A MESSSAGE OF ESCAPE.
BUT ALL I HEAR ARE INNER VOICES REMINDING ME OF ALL OF MY MISTAKES.
ALL OF A SUDDEN I'M LIKE A CHILD AGAIN; I'M ALL ALONE, AND I'M AFRAID¼
IT SEEMS THAT I'VE LOST ALL OF MY FRIENDS.
WHY DID LIFE HAVE TO INJURE ME THIS WAY?
I CONJURE UP THE STENGTH TO SAY " I NEED ALLIES AGAIN. I NEED HELP
AGAIN".
I TRY TO BANDAGE UP WOUNDS IN SHAME, I CANNOT BARE ALL THE PAIN.
ALL THE PAIN.
SO IN A FOGLESS STATE OF MIND, I GO OVER THE LEDGE AND JUMP TO SHELTER
BELOW.
AND AS I CROSS OVER THE EDGE, I PREPARE MYSELF FOR THE FALL.
I REALIZE WAR IS ALL THAT I KNOW;
it is all that I've ever known.
Copyright ©2006 Attica Lundy
Thursday, November 1, 2007
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