psychedelic moon song: a war of voices

prologue:

the voices in my head
play tug-a-war
for dominion
over the actions of my body
and sanity never wins,
never tries,
never has a chance


the first voice:

i wish i were back
in the sixties
with a joint in one hand
and a beer in the other

i wish the world hadnít
gone crazy
a hundred years
after the roaring twenties
and music still awakened
the part of man
that made him
run from one end
of the country
to the other
and demand
political change,
demand recognition
for those wronged,
demand sympathy,
demand humanity,
demand freedom

set fire to the part of man
that made him
demand justice

i wish the world hadnít
gone crazy

set fire to the moon:
consume, consume!


the second voice:

i know why i drink:
i have no will to live
and i donít want to die

i watch time slowly crawl by
moment by moment
and then,
year by year
like a one legged tortoise
still trying to go on
even though
there is no hope
and there is no where
to go
or to be

7/12/18
7/19/18




Poetry by Thomas Perdue The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-10-03 at 23:38

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Bibek
I really like the flow of the poem, and the refrain "i wish the world hadnít/gone crazy." Well-writ!

Bibek
2018-10-04