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i am Carrie Ann Kawa , i am a poet, a writer, music lover, i enjoy intresting conversations, i love the words of others , i have a deep faith in something bigger then myself , i enjoy life instead of complaining about it , i look at the stars, have a wicked sence of humor and i know some where down the line i will be where i need to be for today is today. i walk where i have no place to go , i talk when there is nothing to say , i dream when i am awake . i am carrie and that is all i am ever going to be .

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

NAMELESS

She has fallen; into the depths
There is a city where the sun does not rise
Forever is,darkness life
This city with its sin in such plain sight
Has no name,and too call it by a name your tongue will be cut out and giving to the birds of prey
For your words will feed their elaborate appetite
The mainstrret, in the city of no name is "end" there is no beginning
It crosses with Armageddon
On the corner sits a church,as a king to this fallen kingdom
It looms over the city in judgement,as the faithless pray there, in ritual of a forgotten time
This is not a sanctuary, the paint is old, maroon in color---like stained blood of innocents
A cross of deep mahogany stands on top of this church of debaucher
She is there strapped to it half dead half alive
The goddess of the sun,her light long gone
The night eats at her
The citizens of nameless throw pointed rocks to cut her feet
Her wings stained with blood
She is not their martyr,but their victim
They call her names the words cut her deeply
Tears fall on the ground they split on the her own waters
She screams a howl so deep, you cannot help but feel it,and still they wound her
The childern play "ring around the roses'
Hands join togther as they circle the church
Their child rhyme in its demented taunt slowly kills her they chant and chant with their laughter
In the church the choir hymns begin,and it sounds like a sickness
She weeps and screams----"we have fallen into the depths to never emerge,forever gone"
A deep tremor shakes nameless, ever so felt by the citizens
They run to the goddess of the sun,raising their hands to her
Chanting deliver us ,deliver us
She died and turned in to light and dispersed
They looked, and then they simply went about as nothing happened
"Blind and stupid"
Said the man all dressed in black, gold pocket watch in hand, coming in with an agenda
Shades blacker then the eyes that are behind them,except when they are blue then you know that something is about to begin
The city of no name ; now runs with seas of evil
The darker ,ever so darker
He toys with them
"welcome me my faithless one deliver onto me and you will see
Nameless goes up in flames of complete hatred
He goes back to his chariot,with three chained angels in hand
Kidnapped them from forever to take for the now
They belong to him,he touches their forehead now they are reborn:Despair,Hate,and selfish
Names he has gaven, his taken ,fallen angels dressed in ghetto whore style
He takes the reigns
The souls of nameless usher him into a new age
His watch starts again
The time has begun
CAK 4/2005
INSPIRED BY: IN THE AIR TONIGHT,SEND ME AN ANGEL AND TOOLS SOBER
I GET STRANGE IMAGES WHEN I LISTEN TO MUSIC IF IT IS REALLY GREAT MUSIC THE STRANGER THE IMAGES SO
NEXT WES 5/27/2009 I WILL POST ANOTHER POEM OLD OR NEW WHO KNOWES
MORE LIKLY I WILL BLOG BEFORE HAND ON ANY GIVEN SUBJECT THAT IS ON MY MIND
LIKE ON HOW PEOPLE CAN DUMP ON YOU BECAUSE THERE LIFE IS NOT WHERE THEY WANT IT TO BE,OR THAT YOUR "BOSS" THAT HAPPENS TOO HAVE THE SAME NAME AS YOU DO DOSE NOT EXPLAIN HER SELF WELL SHE JUST HAS GRUNT NOISES TO REPLIE TO YOUR QUESTIONS
OR SHE MAKES YOU FEEL STUPID EVEN THOUGH SHE DID NOT NOT TELL ME SOMETHING I NEEDED TO KNOW .I SHOULD NOT HAVE TO SHARE A NAME WITH HER
I WAS NAMED AFTER A SONG BY THE HALLIES
RIGHT NOW I AM JUST VENTING
HOPE YOU ENJOY THE POEM A LITTLE TASTE OF THE STRANGE,
SEE YOU LATER

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