Life through Music( Shorter than the one before )

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Open Poetry #40

Life through Music( Shorter than the one before )

the concrete rose
Junior Member

since 2006-08-01

Posts 33

0 posted 2007-06-14 01:46 AM

All right. This piece was done using lyrics and song titles by Bob Dyland, Neil Young, Pink Floyd, The Beatles, Black Sabbath, Jim Croce, Rolling Stones, Eminem, and the Notorious B.I.G. Quite a read.

Not so much poetry but more good description. Please critique.

And now
For your viewing pleasure
Life through Music

These answers
these answers keep "blowing in the wind"
like a "hurricane"
but all they do is "see that my grave is kept clean"
Not the answers I need to questions like
"How many roads must a man walk down?"
or "is there anybody in there?"
Just praying "someone can hear me"
and at this point it doesn't matter is there "anyone at home."
Or when I asked my "mamma
when will the bombs be dropped?"
She said she dunno', it's all about the "money"
and keeping greedy "hands off of my stack."
And I'm still screaming "HELP" and
"I need someone!"

Finally "Lucy in the sky with Diamonds" comes and takes me
on a "Magical Mystery Tour" only to discover later
she's an "Paranoid- Evil Woman "
who with a " hand of doom "
turns my heart " Into the void "
forever to remain in " Solitude "
along side the
other " Children of the Grave. "

Or that I would soon get in to a fight
with someone with a " Texas Rodeo "
Punch that " Made the sun come up "
not giving me the chance " Untill it's time to go. "
So I say " What the Hell? "
And " Spin spin spin "Until
" The man that is me "
Is " Badder than a junkyard dog. "
So I swing fist back like " Rapid Roy "
till' I catch him with a right that makemakes
this guy the " Hard time losin' man " finally.
He's out cold, and I'm yelling to
" Get off my clouds " for "
The last time. "
His legs wobble like " Tumbling dice "
so I say " Come on " and get him with a knee
" Like a rolling stone. "Fights over and that was his
" Biggest Mistake. "

But with all the commotion, after the " Square Dance "
and" Fight Music " I
" Just don't give a f**k "
about what I do and what gets done to me.
Past the " Purple Pills "
and " Drug Ballard "
I'm just a " Soldier " trying to be the
" Way I am "
and allowing you to " Say what you say "
" Till I collapse " and the "
Curtains close "
and I gotta' " Say Goodbye Hollywood "
and fall back" Like toy soldiers. "
Atleast I'm happy with life and got my
" Friends of mine "
who dish " Respect "
through the " Everyday Struggle "
With " Machine gun funk " and asking for
" one more chance " Just like me.

How can life be any more easy?

secondhanddreampoet
Member Ascendant

since 2006-11-07

Posts 6394
a 'Universalist' !

1 posted 2007-06-15 07:08 PM

the approach is a particularly interesting concept!

[this author's 'writes' have been providing
seriously effective 'social impact'/conscience
'food for thought']

P.S.:

great choice of "P.I.P.-land" 'UserName'(ID)
too!

Applause!!

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