Author Information
My Life through Apathetic Eyes
Folder:
Triumvirate I have avoided you all I could but you persist to follow
I left a piece of Monterey Jack on the trap and waited for you to gobble the bait
The trap was still intact. The cheese was gone without a trace of a single crumb
I left a Benjamin on my dashboard. Mere pocket change to you. The paper has vanished but at least my gas tank is now full
I painted myself in red, white, and blue, hoping to camouflage myself in this country
But you still decorated me in shades of green
I sat in my coffin naked…bloodstains and bullet wounds and all
And all you did was bury me in an unmarked tomb; I am just an unknown soldier to you…a number without a name
Four years later and the days drag on. The exhausted lies fall from your lips and to the ground like the Twin Towers
It is pointless to throw hand grenades in your direction. My hands
Would blow off. And then I couldn’t even shake your hand when I received a Purple Heart.
Why do you always invite walls into wide open spaces?
Why do you invite strangers into homes of families they’ve never met?
Promises made and promises broken. Enemies made and bonds broken
It is pointless to throw my heart in your directions. My dreams would blow up.
Why don’t you listen to what I have to say?
Must I rip out my eyes just to see the truth?
Must I sell my soul just to survive?
Will you ever clean up the monolithic mess you made?
No one else has arrived. No one is listening
