When Broken and nothing met
By Andy Brown
I can clearly remember the day
When Broken and nothing met
Struck down and oppressed by
What we heard them say
Underdog
No expected anything from nothing
He would show them
Judgment Day would come
And he would have the last laugh
Wrong
Broken couldn’t help she was different
What you want
And what I want
Are never the same
Broken and disobedient
Are not the same
Cast aside and left for dead
The two crawled from the garbage pile
Dirtied by belief and principles
No one would want them
No one
Except each other
BrokenBattered
And ScarredNothing
Together forever
In unholy matrimony
Thursday, April 30, 2009
When Broken and nothing met
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Kiss the earth
Kiss the earth
By Andy Brown
Running
Every day running
As my feet hit the pavement,
Shocks are sent up and down my legs
Push myself away from the ground
Only to come back down
Hit
Shock
Push
The concrete throws me into the air
Dejectedly, I come crying back
My toes kiss the earth
And I’m thrown again
This hallway
It never ends
Echoes of my thundering footsteps
Bounce off of closed doors
This hallway never ends
And I’m not scared
For I know that I’m always at home
Running in my mind
There’s no escape
My thoughts will always catch me
And at the end of the day
I can smile
Knowing that the face staring back at me
Is my own
And that I’ve played the fool my whole life
Thinking that I could run away
From my own thoughts
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
On the Colors of human Nature
On the Colors of human Nature
By Andy Brown
Red
Blue
Red
I remember now,
Yes, you looked so beautiful
Red lips
Blue eyes
So blue
We danced that night,
If I remember correctly
What a dance it was
I think you screamed
I remember pulling my fist away
Your eyes looked so blue
My knuckles were red
Red
Blue
Red
Yes, I do remember
Blue
I can’t exactly explain it
You make me feel in such a way that
Nobody else
Makes me feel
I can always tell that when I’m feeling blue
You’ll always be there
Your face in my hands
Red
My hands…
My hands are covered in red
What have I done?
We danced last night
I remember now
My eyes were so blue from crying
Or were you crying?
Yes, you were crying
I was red
Angry
Sad
Angry
I can always tell that when I’m feeling red
You’ll always be there
My hands in your face
Angry
So angry
You make me so angry
Sometimes I can’t control myself
And I just
Blue
Red
Blue
I see the light now
Red
It’s coming closer
Blue
You’re screaming at me
Red
Men are knocking at the door
Blue
You’re pointing at me
Red
And suddenly, I don’t feel so blue
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