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Thursday 24 December 2015

Abridge


“Hit me again”
She says as the music plays
In the background
Drowning out the commotion
So the neighbors don’t know what’s really going down
Thinking it’s still the party going on


“I know this is what you want. I know this is what you want”
She continues her taunt in the wake of his rage
Surprised that this rat did not cower to its cage
Shocked by her action
To reaction
He takes another swig to
Approve his dissatisfaction


“I will never be your…”
Her words fell short
But his fist did not
Breaking her fall with the help of the center table
I mean
All in all he was justified right?
She asked for it so he had to prove he was able
But she,
She swore he would never hit her again
And ran him through with that broken glass
Taking up the mantle of Cain.


“I, I, I loved you
And all you fed me were black and blue eyes 
On a platter of lies
Cruel summer nights
Wishing
Hoping
Praying for you demise
I warned you
I’ve had it, I’ve had it
Enough is enough
And I can only take so much”


Limp and cold…
He falls to the floor
Drowning in regret
Yet he will hit her no more
But you see…
This story started
Somewhere in the middle of the climax to the end
So I may summarize
The lives of two lovers who started out as friends
But now, 
As she looks on at what she has done
She realizes her music has stopped playing
Swapped with the wailing of the approaching siren.



Olsfred James 2015©

Friday 4 December 2015

Taijitu


There's darkness in me
Tainting my thoughts
And swaying my perception
Creeping tauntingly into my reality,
It calls to me with mischief 
And blissful thoughts of mayhem
Undying is its thirst for my attention.
There's a light in me
Unbiased and unconditional
Thriving for goodness
Stretching to my core.
Its blinds with radiance
Of love and appreciation
Selfless acceptance for all.
I am aware of these entities
Dwelling within me
An unstable concoction
Between polar opposites
Each laboring to be unrivaled
A constant battle of good and evil.
Every day I struggle to find a balance
Common ground for coexistence
I falter
I stumble 

But some days...
Some days I succeed.
Do not judge my journey
Or deny my propose
For each "me" or "I" in this piece
Is truly a "you"
While each "my" is "your".
Do not forsake the human in humanity
The heart that beats is of the same blood
Flowing between you and me.
The difference in our hues
Begs for the understanding and appreciation
It deserves.

Olsfred James 2015©