pleadings from a bleeding heart

i am tired and i need to sleep

but by sticking to the truth and equality
of all persons made in your image
i have lost that sleep that i long very much!

in this world money in wallet

with size and location of ones abode
determine the value of men
and women demolishing all your values!

hence i sit here tapping my keyboard

to utter my unutterable pleading
bleeding from my soul
that has been sold and sold to you!

how long and how long should i tap

before you open your ear, your heart
to let my cries reach your throne
to release some relief, that grace!

hasten, Oh God! hasten to re-make

your world, where men and women
of all status will enjoy that respect
we give to the throne we have built here!

 

month-end pay-packet

a month-end pay-packet, now, i collect not
but i continue waking before the sun wakes
stretching feet many hours after the sun sets
picking crumbs falling from greased wallets

and buy, cook, and lay tables for animals

sleeping until the sun warms their butts
with only purpose to empty the bulbs
the tax money from hard working nests

do i, then, call mine a living soul, or a machine

paying bills? do i, then, smile and dance, or whine
and kill my urge to plod? do i, then, wake-up
and strike, or yawn in my grave, before i sleep

30.06.2014