Monday, December 05, 2005

Song/Poem still not sure which

Note: This is an unfinished and confused something. Any comments would be helpful. And Vala, the emotions are several months old so you need not worry.

Impractical
The vinyl is torn, the imaginery picture gone
And behind it lies grey made up of black and white
It is the black and white that defines my world
That shapes my choices, that slowly strangles me
It strangles me with the memories of a rainbow
And the sounds of a protest that I am not a part of
It strangles me with the happiness that has withdrawn to a memory
An e-mail, a phone call, a snatch of weekend bliss that comes so rarely
I just want the past without the present
The connection without the compromise
I want is back, I want it all back
And so it goes, the torn vinyl lost to the wind
They call it change, they say it is good
But they offer nothing from their stable island
To save those tossed by the stormy sea
We know they lie in their words and on their couches
It tears the bleeding wound, heightening the despair
We fear the sea that holds our future
We fear the isles of grave submission
We were once fighters, we fight on still
Not moving forwards but standing still