Capitol Punishment

Alone, in a dark room, I await my sentence,
Theft my crime,
Mother walks in, like an executioner,
A leather belt dangles, from her hand, like a cat of nine tails,
Screams pierce the air,
Ill tempered as she be, I alone stand strong as the intrepid warrior,
Pain erupts across my back,
My treatment intensifies,
Whimpering, weak
I drop to my knees,
Pushed from behind, I fall to my face,
Tears soak the carpet as I cry,
I am angered,
At the fact that I am a senseless criminal,
It is my fault,
The cookie was not mine to take
Whipped again
"I am sorry" I plead,
A devilish grin creeps over her face,
My back aches,
Welts form, blood drips,
I feel hate,
For being six,
Angering mother,
I should not have taken,
What’s not mine.© Dunn

Forgotten

Upon this pedestal you sit,
After years of friendship,
We grow more Distant,
Need,

My Economic troubled conscience,
There's help if i need it,
Going on,
Well fares,
food stamps.

Change,

The likelihood of this relationship,
Overshadowed by your wealth and social status,
Power,
Beyond measure,
As far as the eye can see,

Invisible now more,
Friends we once were,
Forgotten,
As the dust,
At your feet. © Dunn

Children of the Future

In this land of plenty
so many of us have few
Born as stars
Degraded, labled
And exiled.

In our social economic struggles
no
Families to blame
We
Children are the future
hungry
And homeless.

In our struggle to break free
from these shackles
And these chains
raised in
shacks and shanties
No hope
no
Future.

I our break for freedom
our
hardships understood
look happily on tommorow
for
We are the children
Of the Future. © Dunn

Jagiael's Poetry Corner

‘An Error of Reflection’


'Time is swallowed, freedom has no place
What a life to live, a reflection I see
As the tears; run down my face.

Life is given, education is kept
The mind gets real cloudy, serpents tighten round my neck
As in all wretchedness' what shackles these be
To live a life un-bold, un-free.

You may have lived many years, don’t let it torment your soul
A stake of religious faith, hammered into your skull
Time, time again freedom has no place, what a life to live,
As these tears; run down my face.

To kneel at a cross for what higher powers may be
To crucify yourself, because what others may perceive
Just look in the mirror so many things to achieve
Hey, hey, hey who's in charge, is it them or is it me.

Who am I? I say
In the shadows I creep,
A whip for a tongue, omission I speak
Look real close don't let them fool ya'
Don't let these people around you, pave your future.

So many things to breathe in, as insecure, I might be
Bad as these errors, in this reflection I see
I realize now, that this, this, this is my turn
Feeling stronger now, I am beginning to see,
I, I, I am the one who has created me. © Dunn