A dark poem commenting on human corruption.
Structure binds our veins to glory
Tying blood. Memory knots—Flow vanishing
Knots tighter, limbs blue
They plan to cut them off for you
Sent to factories in polluted skies
Blackened tar, innocent doves
A promise to pay you for your flesh
Like feathers blackened, a tainted mesh
Of empty change jars filled with ash
Those still with two feet continue to pass
But you’re two feet under, breath still held
Punished for sidestepping caution lines
Barricades of Nevers, Rivers of No’s
Those lines, cutting the yellows with sharpened teeth
Breathe now, the veins rush with fresh blood
The red will flow, the lines will break
The doors will shatter, for all to take
Structure cannot cut down those with wings
The blackened feathers of doves
Burst into flight, Ravens, anew
What will these lines take from you?
Amazing poem. Beautifully written. I look forward to reading more your work. Your use of language is wonderful.
Thank you so much for your comment! I work really hard on my poetry. I’m so happy you enjoyed it.