Wednesday, June 08, 2005

A Skeleton in the closet(Awakens)

The skeleton never died

Hidden and preserved

In a coffin of lies


For years it waited

A forgotten landmine

Wanting to explode

In the shifting of time


With anticipation

Of its inevitable reveal

We hold onto the peace

That we must steal


Soon the truth

Will raise its hand

To pierce the lies

We have covered in sand


For when the skeleton

Is revealed

Not a single soul

Will have a shield


And as it tears

Our lies asunder

So many families

Will shatter in the thunder

5 Comments:

At June 8, 2005 at 8:30 PM, Blogger isaiah said...

A dark tone here James. I can only imagine at what you are alluding to.

We all have skeltons- and sometimes we unearth them or they unearth themselves because there is no other course that can unfold.

Care to share your inspiration for this piece?

 
At June 9, 2005 at 2:39 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Always here for my brothee....never think that you are alone.
I love you
Sistee

 
At June 9, 2005 at 2:40 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Always here for you brother...
Never think that you are alone!
I love you
Sistee

 
At July 13, 2005 at 10:16 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Intriguing poem Beufort.

 
At August 18, 2005 at 9:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

forgotten?

i think not.
its amazing.
and nothing is shattered, i promise i wont let that happen.

 

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