Open Poetry #45 |
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God Can One Have An Nashville Miracle |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
God Can One Have An Nashville Miracle - Rant (Rant a poem that vents inside needed release, the frustration from inside to clear the spirit's soul. I learned about them after the Vietnam War, to purge the cancer that build within. Must people will find them disturbing that is why, you may want to burn yours, or be Labeled in Scarlet Letters. They are dreams that do not have to come true.) Lord, I have Walked Wounded from high school graduation Upon a Vietnam enlistment or be drafted having no choices. My life is a living dream quagmire survival of Political nightmares, Where my life does not have a status of an elite socialite bureaucrat. God, can I find a real Angel in Nashville among the Pit Bulls Where they steal, cheat, rip out to destroy the threads of another soul? In all off Nashville, can one find the heart of divine compassion, Or will one come out looking like an Abu Ghraib image of music. Upon a miracle God, can one have a small song with one’s lyrics That would bless this soul from so deep inside a poet’s prayer. It is not about the money, but the heart of an American dream. Kind of like, when country started its roots, in the hills of poverty. I have been in Nashville, to find the cutthroat demons of deceit, Where people wallow so low, they would steal someone dream. Where Nashville is a Music Row of Madoff swindlers and crooks That would bulldoze anyone in his or her way, with vile venom labels. God, are there any Lady Liberty Angels of God Bless Made in America There that could help one with a miracle lyrical verse for this country. I want the proceeds to go into a Dolly like account, for youth’s voices Run by people like Reba, Loretta, and the womb of Nashville’s heart. Hell this poet, can live in tattered clothing in social security benefits, But could a dream create a foundation that builds up America's children, Or like some Politicians say America must fail a child’s future. Where streets become Gaza strips of people born and living in failure. Some may want to use some or parts of my lyrics, as pick pocket treats. God, will be your Judge, and if they could ask, one may let them use it, Providing they take the time to create miracles in other children lives. But you know Nashville has lost the heart of its musical history of love. Now the Politics of Music labels among Scarlet Letters of hate’s judgment Nashville will never invite a Ben Franklin image poet to town to learn, To be taught from those that still have the memories of having dreams, But this is a Nashville Fairy Tale scream, for the Grinch lives there now. David Lester Young 08/06/09 © all rights owned by author De-Terminated poet, somewhere in America not on company time |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
"Nashville has lost the heart of its musical history of love" A sad point to make but seemingly true of so many institutions who once possessed some "soul". ·´~`·»Brett«·´~`· |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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