Monsters

POSTED IN contemporary poetry July 23, 2013

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Monsters

our journeys were rough
the roads were long
the monsters were there
to abuse us all along

the rage I feel
will never be healed
my inner demons
I try to slay
but not now
maybe later…
maybe someday

parents who don’t care
they’re never around
molesters and rapists
their victims found
priests in their cloaks
with choir boys on holy ground
cops in their squad cars
with the sirens on

the rage I feel
will never be healed
my inner demons
I try to slay
but not now
maybe later…
maybe someday

with their shit programs
TV numbs my brain
death squads run free
that the government trained
stealing money from us all
the taxman explains
selling us out
politicians can’t refrain
like a lost cause
can’t be sustained

the rage I feel
will never be healed
my inner demons I try to slay
but not now
maybe later…
maybe someday

 

 

Glen Alexander