The Lone Hunger Strike Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

The Lone Hunger Strike

Rating: 5.0


Feeding on an empty ego.
Waking up to empty bed.
Go ahead just lie me I can take it.
Just one more swallow.
To forever drown in my sorrow.
Waking up with no reason for tomorrow.
Absolution can not found.
Carrying the last one of a family torch.
I will not bring another child into this world so unkind.
It will end with me.
Paying for crimes I never committed.
A name written in slime.
Too many of us, yet there can never can be enough.
Coping with a inequitable reality.
Please do hate me, but know I'm not the only one.
The only one.
Fame with deaths truest embrace.
I can feel its sharpest edge.
With the faintness pain I flinch, and realize I also bleed this horrible color red.
Becoming just another number.
Voices just not loud enough to ever be heard.
The public just doesn't care.
To busy trying to make there life a little bit easier.
And I don't begrudge them any of it at all.
Only wish they would notice the people outside there perfect little bubble.
The people who are really suffering.
Why is it when I eat these days is that everything taste so bitter?
The poisoning of ones heart.
You have destroyed us.
If this is evolution, just put me in my grave now.
It is better then hiding in some cave just trying to hold on and survive.
Tried and true, the nightmare is almost over.
The ride is getting ever slower.
Less do I see any kind of victory coming.
The victims are still running.
This is not at all for humanity, this is a disease created by a select few.
The killer crew.
The mob kind of hit.
The media disproportionate portrait.
Just try and control the words I say.
The coerced spirit if I dare say.
Payed prostitution of the worse kind.
One that corrupts the mind.
What if I told you I didn't listen to a single word you were saying.
Why because I just can't whether it be truth or not.
The lack faith, the lack of trust.
So much dust in the air.
I can barely breath.
Choking on the inside.
Getting skinner each and every day.
I rather starve then be a slave to system that will kill me all the faster.
Let my disobedience be just the beginning.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ace Of Black Hearts 02 November 2013

Thanks most would not say editing need, and fixed one of my spelling mistakes, not sure what else needs fixed I think I went over it six times now. But it seems one of my flaws, is indeed my English. But thanks for that because I'm not sure I would have caught the spelling mistake if you would have not said anything.

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Kelvin Karani 02 November 2013

I think this is a wonderful poem. The disillusionement in the persona about the staus quo is very palpable. There are no easy answers to the questions raised, just popular ones. And sometimes, we end up getting our nourishment from Feeding on an empty ego. Editing needed.

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