everyday seems so endless
the leaf of time is dawdling
seemingly enjoying to see
my drifting sanity
i cry out for your name
narrated all the known saints
but it seems no one is heeding
little voices springing into my ears
a mumble of optimism raring to go
my mind has ceased to contemplate
in the hollowness during the disquieting
of the night and above the scrounging
silence of the day break
my only company is this misery
do I feel your presence when
i implore for your aid?
i am not halfway through
i am still to toil
seventeen years
of damnation
my indignation
is more than i can bear
you are my silent proof
i weep day and night
hoping one day
you would descend
from your thrown
and tell everyone
i am inculpable
Good use of alliteration. I got the feeing that you were speaking to a just God who has yet to intervene in modern day human affairs.
Also, thank you for critiquing my poems. " A Crime" was my indignation with the injustice exhibited towardes persons of African descent. It contained many allusions, including a rference to the Dred Scott decision of 1854 which said that "the black man has no rights which whites must respect." "Ali's Prayer" was just a human observation of the hypocrisy in america which we all see. and hopefully wish to change. "Incarceration" was written in response to the many people who have recently beeen released from jail after serving time for crimes they did not forget.
I call my poetry poetic commentary. So far, I have only placed political commentary, but I soon will place poems about love, God, and the blues.
I invite you to read 41 and, my favorite, "A Normal Eulogy" which indicates that we haven't been normal since 9/10/01
Thanks,
Fraser