Tommy Szamosi

Rookie (1953 / Woodland Hills, California, USA)

H E Y D E C A Y! - Poem by Tommy Szamosi

Hey decay...of human flesh
bro - come what may i'm here to stay,
Dead fish stink high in Marakesh
hair turning gray, but i'm here to play.

Hey decay...of love & emotion
dude - you must be kiddin', right?
Don't rub on me that chick's devotion
teeth falling out, but i ain't seen the light.

Hey decay...of faith and hope
why would i turn a deaf ear?
Just 'cause i'm climbin' this slippery rope
and i keep on slippin' from year to year.

Hey decay...of life's memory
what good does it do, if it's all gone?
I cry out: “There's more! ” - no, it's history
on a shadow's coattail that i ride upon.

Hey decay...your thought does linger
so now I raise to you my middle finger:
For we are but birds in a gilded cage
singing our stale tunes of freedom...
while we age.

(Woodland Hills, California, U.S.A. - April 13,2011)


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 13, 2011



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