Tombstone Blue Eyes, , Draining Sorrows In The Rain Poem by Roger Snow

Tombstone Blue Eyes, , Draining Sorrows In The Rain



~~ Some Song ~~~

Didn't you see me
down on my Deck

I believe you had headlights
on your brow
with broken hearts
screwed into your Neck


Laughing...
laughing with cursed smirk

and wasn't that your Mother
the one from Desperation Road

sure looked like her
the way she sunk her Dirk

In all the Blabbing that you do
One would think you
knew your Business

but turns always, ,
that your just a Jerk

Was it me,
that mentioned Suicide
or some other Man on the road
perhaps, ,
a rider at your side?

Matters not
and don't make that known

for invasion sits there watching you
drooling blood upon the Stone

and just when you think
you've made it good your escape
he snatches you back
from he seat on high
High upon his Throne

Now Take this Placid Morning
run deep within the Wood
Be however mindful
to heed this warning
it will all come to not a bit of Good, , ,

Really?
Is that a Smile or a Grin
The eye's of lesser beings
shine every time
you commit a Sin? ? ? ? ? ?

Be well all you merry Gentlemen
as you drink your due
Roll your money tight
Influence people
mindful making a friend
cause just as dreams
Nightmares as well come True

Dust Bowl Days
and Windless Mindless Nights
all too stoned in so many ways
you'll only fall, , , ,
Fall with all your Might

I recall the day after yesterday
recall all the nuts and bolts
but I can't seem to remember
you at all
otherwise I'm sure
you'd have received each and every
one of every bodies Votes

Now take this Hand
screw it back upon that wrist
don't remove any Parts
other than those
that we can turn and twist, , ,

Bring me, , ,

I see you got that one
that came inside that Box
Be proud to own it now
hide it with your socks
and when the Buzzards come
to take all you have saved
just remember, , ,
you'll be gone and Laughing
laughing from your Grave

Three Button Pullover
in a Bind or was it a twist
wrung from above
covered in love
hung out to Cry

Just be sure before you go
to reach up and Touch the Sky

cause, , last you'll see of it
for hell bound you are
on that day that you Die, , ,

Scream Bloody
Scream silent as a sigh

scream with all your Might
scream out your mind
For, , , on that day
it's then, ,
that Finally you'll
learn to Fly

Da Da da doooo
isn't a wonder
how and why they
come for you

In a Cage on a Night
so dark you couldn't find
your heart
and almost all your Mind
left to Roam Dauntless
and Thoughtless
through the Void
of your own making
you can't dance
when your Laughing from the Grave, , , ,

It's a Strange way
to call on me
show up without invite
Then stand without a word
to say
Like a sneak
a Sneak, , , in the night

So, with all good intent
we replaced you with Machinery
for we see your reasons spent
tired and worn through
even some say
you're a little Bent
so, ,
retire to the Scenery
of forest Grove and, , ,

Seems we have a Talent
for creating a Gestalt
seems you're the undercurrent
of everything, , , ,
it's all my Fault.

~~~~ Tombstone Blue Eyes, , draining sorrows in the Rain ~~~~~

Tombstone Blue Eyes, , Draining Sorrows In The Rain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Roger Snow 25 August 2019

The Song is a Mirror of the Darkness found in the Vampirical Mind Set of Energy " Vampires " Those of Humanity, that lack the ability to create Light, and so, engage their Energy in creating Dark Clouds for other people and situations. The Person with Light walks into the Room, addresses the Dark, and the Dark fades away into it's Eternal Grave.

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