It Burns
me to see such animosity
Such
open Hostility
It Burns
to see the looks of helplessness
Such
open Anguish
It Burns
to have tears that have no nearing end
bitter
acidic
too damn painful
And It Burns
it Burns
it BURNS
how dare the masses
turn on their conscience
whenever to their liking
stomping in their parades of civility
bettering the world one penny at a time
don’t you dare
ask me
how is it that my nerves of feeling
have been shredded to meaningless
Hearing my Sade pleading to the stone in my heart
how they dare
grin at my lack of stability
my
so ever resolved charm to end this hazardous tragedy
Yet
damn it
It Burns
my
mind is numb
unfocused
unsure
unsatisfied
and
made an unbeliever
my
hands are frozen
unsteady
unpreoccupied
unloved
and
made useless
and
my feet lie still… dragged into destitute
It must be stopped
crushed
purged
anointed
loved
and reborn
But
don’t dare ask me why
It Burns
Nubian(Q) 