Sunday, December 10, 2006
On Heart of Darkness, Lord of the Flies, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, Their Eyes Were Watching God, Hamlet, and life
Fire Walk
My heart’s been fire-walking
In the brooding darkness
Felt the horror, the horror in the flames
The beast speaks that there is no escape
And society breaks down
Hatred singed our pride and made liberty cry
A mother lost, a family torn
If you flip that coin again
Maybe life will change
Something inside me fell off the shelf
So when I’m done soliloquizing I’ll go beyond planning to act on what I know
Something is rotten in the state of man
But my thoughts be hopeful or be nothing worth
Remove the blindfold and see the light
There’s joy I’ve found that leaves no room for bitterness
Call me Shadrach because my heart’s on fire
But it’s not burned
I’m refined by the fire
And Ithaca nears- my home- a city on a hill.
(2002)
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