Ink Embraced
Embrace the droplets that rain lord’s pain upon my brain
I feel his hands delve into my membranes inking up stains
Linking up maimed guilt that’s cogently driving me insane
Mains adapter of my CNS is discharged with it all attains
Former legend to fallen poet listing off metaphorical games
Shames as such that force home contempt, my ink drains…..
Drip…
………Drip
……………Drip
I dip the quill with the blue blood of past scriptures recycled
Pictures cycled through my head, Susie dead in her little bed
A daughter now a spectral saunter I didn’t mean to taunt her
Or daunt her; busy with wordings I never had the simple luxury
To breathe a moment completely but I couldn’t sheathe poetry
Complete a quilt each inked with images of a family in joy
I remember dancing with Joanna & bringing Susie her first Toy
But now I have a quill to embrace & an inkpot to create kisses
My pen misses crucial notes of issues, the falling tissue hisses
It talks to me to forget the dynasty I disassembled without care
I get up & glare in the mirror a wild yet worn man reflects my stare
Drip…
……..Drip
…………..Drip
I hug my completed assignment with plight hindering my fight
Will justice be given or will crooks use the monetary might
I crack a fortune cookie, “A treaty will be passed today”
Few…nothing bad….then again who believes in it anyway
Drip…
………Drip
…………..Drip
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The law is past
Criminals docked
He laughs aghast
Finally their locked
“You cannot expect to uphold the law without giving a sacrifice”
I lost my family for this…..but many families have been saved
I embrace the ink that carved into this treaty, efforts braved
