I have felt the weight,
The heat, the hurt, the hate,
The venom of vertical violence;
Heard the horizontal lines of lies,
Seen long lines of broken lives;
Uttered guttural 'argh' of pain and rage;
Dared to tear and burn sacrosanct pages,
Peculiar proclivities.
I have tasted blood, bitter blood,
Of my own wounded mouth,
My own bitten tongue,
Talking against tooth.
I have seen and heard angry mouth
Speak out, spit out uncivil banter;
Spit toxic saliva;
Spit broken tooth, bad blood and silver
Shards of civil battles fought.
I have seen blood, oceans of blood
And every body fluid,
Flow from orifices;
Seen black blood, blue blood,
All the shades of red.
What matters colour of blood shed?
Colour of blood bled?
What matters colour of dead?
The colour of death?
Nothing but what's left.
Nothing but what's right.
Nothing, but the living.
Copyright ©2010 by G. Newton V. Chance
- G. NEWTON V. CHANCE
- George Newton Vivian Chance (Trinidad and Tobago) -- member of the Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago, http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/ and the World Poets Society, http://world-poets.blogspot.com/ -- born in Tobago on 3rd March 1957. While residing at Rio Claro was inspired to write over a hundred poems at the turn of the Millennium. Hobbies include playing wind instruments, building computers, observing nature, reading and writing poetry. Believes that the power of a song is in its ability to evoke emotions by the marriage of lyric and music but that music without lyric can be just as powerful, that lyric without music can also be just as powerful, that there is music in the lyric and that lyric can be simple yet profound. Also, in this the age of computers, would like to model his lines after simple and efficient code and, analogous to Object Oriented Programming, achieve most of his imagery from nouns and verbs, avoiding the bloat and excess of unnecessary adjectives. This is what he aspires to attain in his poetry.
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