senator

Don’t flatter yourself senator
over my tears tonight
my disappointments, expectations
breath I wasted in this fight
...rarely were you on my tongue


don’t flatter yourself senator
we all know it wasn’t that tight
not for you
my arian man
standing firm like jello
our warrior
our hunter
our killer
great protector of Jerusalem...


“we could do better”
...but you were all that was left


so don’t flatter yourself senator
we may have created your adversary
but you…you were just for effect
reaping empty hearts
an eleventh hour concession...
what more should we expect?

 

Ron, that was so great. Its a very original, eye-opening piece of work if I do say so myself.

 

thanks i'm not much into rhyming, but i do like to write. and maybe i should start sharing it. work out some of these feelings.

i'm thinking of starting a colaberative work on here within this topic, maybe so we can vent.
if anyone feels moved to add to this work or this idea, please do.

 

Great work here, 7river! I enjoyed this part mucho, very powerful...

 

Agree with all, bitter disappointment here is so stark, I feel it too.

 

very poignant. i'm diggin' it.

 

thank you all so much for these comments. i'm glad it made some sense.

 

i added a verse to this too

after the second verse

"we opened up your closet
and looked right past those bones
we focused on the grey suit
and that visual cologne"

 

i really really like this. a lot.

and i love the added verse.. very nice.