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Controller, Controller
by Jersey D Gibsondon't you know,
don't you know it's on now?
The blood now,
the blood now is flowing.
Protect her,
protect her from your damage.
Too late now,
too late now to just fall asleep!
Just wait now,
just wait now for the exit sign.
Protect me,
protect me from your damage.
Hold on now,
hold on now for the changes.
Too late now,
too late now to just fall asleep!
What I said,
what I said is all over.
Too strong now,
too strong now to walk out.
I'm hanging,
I'm hanging on your damage.
Too late now,
too late now to just fall asleep! 02/19/2008
Author's Note: yep... um... hmmm..... can I call this abstract poetry just to cover up the fact I have no idea either?
Posted on 02/19/2008
Copyright © 2024 Jersey D Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 02/19/08 at 05:01 PM ...jersey, tis a heavy write and i read it a couple of times annnd it seems to methphorically referring to "that" section of mother earth, Iraq, not the baddies, but the land souce itself it being battered along w/ humans...maybe a part of you hates to "see" the land used as a killing ground[anymore]????, quien sabe, i like this tho, and the other post too...peace, chaz |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 02/20/08 at 08:39 PM there is a beauty and a passion in the repetition. it's like a painful song that you can't get out of your head. never the less, i found the emotion in it incredible.
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