Poetry samples for your consideration.
Dark Truths/White Lies
When I speak the truth, the truth gets stolen. As it comes out and flows, it’s grabbed a hold by stranger hands from stranger friends and loves, and relatives. To think I’d put my trust in those same hands! Those hands around my throat, they clasp and choke. Still say it was my fault. Ignore the marks. Their fingerprints 100% match. In the autopsy, found DNA as signatures of those who chose to bury dark truths in favour of white lies. What lies beneath the pebbles in their path is grim, but real. To dance with the devil, you need to push some people down the stairs. To replace your dark truths with white lies, you have to chop some heads off. But speakers of the truth, like chicken, run for a while after you think you’re done with them.
Time is running, the cars are not. They used to swim, now they barely float. Salmons in a current going the wrong way around. There’s a deadline coming. We’re not ready now. We just do our best, but it’s not enough. The kings take a dump, blame it on the pawns. This will not suffice, with no fumes of ours, metal straws ablaze, soggy paper towels. It’s not us who have power in our hands to soothe the Amazons or freeze icebergs back, to rewind the clocks and to pay the tax upper echelons swallow in their yachts. Onus, heavy stones on our scratchy backs. We migrate barefoot, their Ferraris flash in the blink of an eye. On their helicopters, they commute to mansions on the other side of town. Somehow, we’re the ones to blame. Our austerity will not save what their luxury lifestyle has thrown down the drain, and our passage through planet Earth will be washed off from history like tears in the rain.