Waning.

by Poet on the Piano   Nov 12, 2018


You’re full of
emptiness; how someone
can be brimming with
hollow is beyond me.

They say all you leave
behind is debris,
roaming city limits
and planting distrust
on the sidewalks,
but no one listens when
you shake bells of peace
and choke on flashbacks
every time dawn breaks.

Each step digs a deeper
grave…

Taking advantage of
those willing to sacrifice
but justice never flowed
from Judas’ blood -
weapons become a
necessary evil to souls
yearning for somewhere
to belong.
Honor was not born to
manipulate yet American
blood is the only kind
they preserve.

Worship uniforms,
consummate your position,
kiss the pledge,
follow the herd.

Soon, you’ll be a ghost
of a man who would
die for his country,
as it ambushes your
future, diminishing
light - only dark
alleyways can hide
your shadow.

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Helen Kent

    Great!

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Jamie

    Congrats on the win

  • 4 weeks ago

    by Brenda

    Mary Anne, a hard hitting write, so much truth to this-well done-

  • 1 month ago

    by Michael

    MA.
    touché on what you were saying in your comments. This reads so well, and resonates with me..

    "each step digs a deeper grave" brilliant line and so profound. A really well told story about how war continues to destroy lives, and the sadness of servicemen and women, who give their lives, then struggle to survive back in society from the aftermath, or as you say soon to be yet another ghost who died for their country, such grief!
    Much love, M x

  • 1 month ago

    by The Prince

    This would work so well as a spoken word piece. I want to hear a voice carry the emotion that’s prevalent here. You speak of conscription, duty, yet none of the valour or hope that litters the image of ‘fighting’ for your country. Your words carry weight here, and the contradiction of ‘full of emptiness’ is stark. You harbour a lot of discontent for the leaders of your country and it’s gripping in your writing.

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