THE AFTERMATH — REVULSION

THE AFTERMATH — REVULSION

(Three poems in one.)

 

Death of Music

 

The stench of death and of decay

Floats in the air about me today.

There and near and around blind walk the dead

Unknown to the chains in trance are led.

The killers proud walk among those blinded by the lies.

Time to say our final good-byes.

Empty

Empty.

They sit and laugh at comedic behavior

And believe the words of a false savior

Who walks proud and arrogant among the near dead

For the poison they drank and now blind are easy led.

 

No One is Home Today.

There is no one at home today

They all went out, went out to play

I alone chose to sit and stay.

And look at empty frames.

Places where age left stains.

For it is leaving, has left, is now gone.

I knew it; I felt it; they all went along.

But for the few, the few who knew.

The vision, the history, the truth, someone slew.

Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn       Written on 11/9/2012

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