Ernesto Castillo


Can'T Take Me Alive - Poem by Ernesto Castillo

They poured out their hearts, they tore their own souls
They cut up their vows, and set them on bowls
They ran for their lives, all neatly disguised
They’ve broken the half, of our enterprise
They threw us away, along with the bones
They fed us their poison, made us pay loans

We threw up the blood, they really wanted clean
They chewed up our blood, to the face of the screen
They tore us apart, as we ran for our lives
They hanged us upon, those sticky hives
They smothered our souls, right down in the dirt
Didn’t care who we were, from suits to the skirt

Except I have the advantage, I’m standing here next to the door
Awaiting your kamikaze, when the maid cleans the floor
But you can’t take me alive, do what it takes to survive
Can’t take me when I’m dead, because I’ll be in my bed

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 26, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, June 4, 2010


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