Naked Colors

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                   So much anger - so much rage

                   i'm ready to kill



                   Now, i'm really scared

                   every time he's been free (anger)

                   i've been locked up



                   Where there is anger

                   there is no freedom

                   Where there is anger

                   there is rage - the under current

                   of fear



                   No-freedom



                   Where there is no-freedom

                   there is no-peace

                   Where there is no-peace

                   there is rage

                   Where there is rage

                   there is fear...

                   fear of no-freedom

                   fear of no-peace



                   i'm tired of being locked up

                   i'm tired of hurting

                   i'm tired of causing hurt

                   i'm tired of fear the wife

                   of anger, mother of rage

                   ...no-freedom



                   Where there is Anger & Fear

                   there is no-peace

                   Where there is Lust & Greed

                   there is no-peace

                   Where there is Hunger & Deprivation

                   there is no-peace

                   Where there is Hatred & Apathy

                   there is no-peace

                   Where there is EGO & Closed-mindedness

                   there is no-peace



                   Where there is Peace

                   there is none of the Above



                   Where there is Peace

                   there is Love



                   Where there is Love

                   there is Lord



                   So much anger, rage, fear, lust, greed,

                   hunger, deprivation, hatred, closed-

                   mindedness, and EGO

                   So much non-peace



                   very little Love

                   very little...



                   So many tears

                   So many fears

                   So many rains

                   So many pains



                   So many storms



                   So many reins ...unbroken

                   as we keep our souls

                   trapped



                   So many fares ...unpaid

                   busses to freedom missed

                   as we dance to someone else's

                   TAP



                   So many panes ...window shattered

                   pieces of mind



                   So many tares ...plastic heavy

                   in weight



                   -and they told me

                   not to throw

                   stones



                   So many naked colors

                   -and you want me

                   to write a chorus line

                   Huh



                   Let us strip the rainbow

                   of it's glorified stardust

                   take away the isms of light



                   Behold - it's naked colors

                   beyond your wildest imagination

                   yet crucifying to it's very edge



                   there is your chorus line

                   the inevitable

                   Naked Colors



                   So much anger - is so much pain

                   so little peace



                   Where there is Peace

                   there is Love

                   Where there is Love

                   there is Lord



                   So much anger - so little peace

                   so little peace - so little love

                   so little love - so little lord

                   so little...



                   Forgive me, O' Lord

                   for my Naked Colors

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Damn brotha, damn brotha, I say.... Damn brotha!!!

You have no idea how much I needed to read something of this manner at this time... I'm in a personal seclusion where my feelings, life, and writing have all come to a head, ultimately halting my poetic process. You have spoken on my internal feelings...

"So much anger, rage, fear, lust, greed,
hunger, deprivation, hatred, closed-
mindedness, and EGO
So much non-peace"

It now takes days to become satisfied with a piece due to how angry and fatigued I am... Yet the happy and vibrant writer inside is trying to get out... I thank you for this piece - it has truly opened my eyes and unlocked my pen!

Peace and Blessings
POE