Brandon Griffee Poems
|2.||Deceitful And The Wretched, The||5/15/2006|
|4.||Night's War, The||5/15/2006|
|5.||Defeat The Block||5/15/2006|
|6.||Drink The Water Of Aspiration||5/15/2006|
|8.||Taste Of Expression||5/15/2006|
|11.||A Debate On: Pulse||5/15/2006|
|12.||Playing With Fire In A Thunderstorm||5/15/2006|
|15.||Water The Roses||5/15/2006|
Comments about Brandon Griffee
Laying on the grassy ground,
conversing with a rock I'd found,
It told me a spew of lies,
so I threw it in the road to die.
A truck drove by with a 'clunk! ',
Swerving into muck it sunk,
Walking over to see the damage,
'Twas a disturbing image.
Painted on the surface of the rock was a drawing of a malignant hand gesture that was aimed in my direction.
So I threw that damned rock into a volcano and watched it melt as shared my middle finger with it.
Water The Roses
Time ceases to exist,
Worry floats away with the winds.
A couple of fifty years,
Wipe away their tears,
As parents watch their children die,
Humbled, watching their spirits fly.
A man and woman meet,
God pulls up his seat