The way they were rejected
- Dejectedly walking with
Head down and a vision of fury.
Confusion. Lost soul foundation.
Spilling over from mediums needing
A new dark archetype to attract the weak
Insanity – beyond dreams of blood, squirming
Victory in mercilessness and blind cowardice
Rattling chain link fences in sullen comfort
A power struggle – (need for attention) –
A need to murder and get caught – Detention –
Locked away in a systematic reality of brutality
Outside – Inside – everyone needs to look away
Unless the destined killers can surrender to Jesus.
Can you show love to them even w/ their bloody hands?
Can you mold them, reform them & make them reborn?
Dear Senators and Congressmen, here is another problem
For you to fix in the public’s interest – Or is for humanity?
Do the answers lie in religions and wardens to make it better?
Or is this just human nature –
like the unsolvable corruption of the greedy?
- (And, picking and strumming guitars,
then there’s such as us
With roots covered in rust and only
killing our “self” to maintain lust for life) -
October 3, 2005
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Poetry By John Alan Conte`, Jr.
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