The white flag of surrender has just been shot down
The machine guns echo through the valley
Bloody bodies strewn across the battlefield
Memories forgotten
The past is brought up constantly
Twisted words make the good seem bad
And as our allies realize it's death for one
They quickly choose without thinking
Why is this battle even going on?
This war was supposed to end
No one else was supposed to get hurt
No friendship was supposed to die
This isn't the Fall of Jericho,
At least not with vegetables
This is a full-blown war, with weapons everywhere
Navy ships trying to surround each other
Chasing their enemies like a dog and a tail
Airplanes scream overhead
Drowning out the sound of dying men
Trying to shoot, be stealthy
Trying to be a spy, to find a weakness
And so far, I'm winning the war
But I'm not very proud of it
I don't like bragging I can ruin a life
With the press of a button
I don't want to face my friends back home
And have them reject me
This isn't the Vietnam War
Civil War
Revolutionary War
Iraq War
No, this is the Friendship War
Where relationships die
Where words are said that can't be retracted
Where threats are made that cause panic
This is the war without end
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Sunday, July 17, 2011
The Animal Inside
I sat down with a sheet of paper and a pencil for the first time in ages, wanting to describe this girl that had been running through my imagination. She was, in now way, familiar to me, but I felt as if I knew everything about her. And I had to write it down, try to put her into words. It was hard, but I hopefully got the main idea. Enjoy!
She reminds me of a wounded lioness
Don't get close or you'll die
And sometimes she's like Brooklyn's finest
As if she's better than you and I
But sometimes she's like a butterfly
Never settling down
Because when she lands for even a hand of time
Her world comes crashing down
You see, she's kinda like an elephant
Her mind will never forge
Whether impoverishment or elegance
She'll always remember it
She sees the world in black and white
Not a puppy's gray
Everything's always flight, not fight
And yet she always ends up in this exact place
Right here is where her childhood died
When Daddy screamed and Mommy cried
Then Mommy left, Daddy came at night
Heading for her sister, who she was sleeping beside
Turning her onto her back he sighed
And the little girl screamed and ran with all her might
And now she runs from any sign of danger
A frightened sparrow with a hawk at her back
And all the mothers in town warn of strangers
Thinking of the girl, afraid she'll attack
Because they don't see the angel wings
When all the want to find is horns
And they don't know the joy she'll bring
When she opens them up and soars
She reminds me of a wounded lioness
Don't get close or you'll die
And sometimes she's like Brooklyn's finest
As if she's better than you and I
But sometimes she's like a butterfly
Never settling down
Because when she lands for even a hand of time
Her world comes crashing down
You see, she's kinda like an elephant
Her mind will never forge
Whether impoverishment or elegance
She'll always remember it
She sees the world in black and white
Not a puppy's gray
Everything's always flight, not fight
And yet she always ends up in this exact place
Right here is where her childhood died
When Daddy screamed and Mommy cried
Then Mommy left, Daddy came at night
Heading for her sister, who she was sleeping beside
Turning her onto her back he sighed
And the little girl screamed and ran with all her might
And now she runs from any sign of danger
A frightened sparrow with a hawk at her back
And all the mothers in town warn of strangers
Thinking of the girl, afraid she'll attack
Because they don't see the angel wings
When all the want to find is horns
And they don't know the joy she'll bring
When she opens them up and soars
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