Poem - 02 April 2020, 05:23

I was sick of holding handrails

Finally, empty streets,
It's what I've always wanted.
I walk alone, wrapping myself
In construction netting,
Kicking railings made of steel
Waking the hounds of hell.
I'm free, free to dig a hole
In the middle of the road,
To find a well and urinate,
I can scream and curse
I can steal a can of warm beer
That is clutched within the hands
Of the dead man.
No buying, No loud sounds
bellowing from violent crowds,
I can walk on these empty streets
Because I wanted this
I wanted to feel nothing
I was sick of holding hand rails
Sick of conforming to society,
My will did this
My powerful will.

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Being Me02 April 2020, 12:06

You have shown strong writing skills here. Although the streets are empty it has come with such a cost, which your final lines speak of so well without saying the actual words x

Nine Eleven04 April 2020, 10:39

These words are the thoughts that go through my head, I was driving to work, the roads were empty, the construction netting, nobody around.
They are not nice thoughts.

Thanks for reading.

Tony Taylor02 April 2020, 12:07

Dear poet brother GERARD,
This is a magical write.....at least in my humble opinion......it has a surreal quality that actually paints quite accurately what's happening out there.....but it does it (of course) in such a wonderfully creative and poetic manner that it sweeps you away into its fantasy-like "Twilight Zone" episode!! (smiles)….Excellent writing my friend!!……..ALL STARS!! & PINNED!!…...LOVE & ROCKETS!!…….T xo : )

Nine Eleven04 April 2020, 10:41

I never actually watched the twilight zone, I liked quantum leap, it would be nice now to leap to a different time.

Thanks Tony,

Larry Ran03 April 2020, 04:44

My Dear Brother Gerard,

Wow! As I read each line, I felt like I was watching an episode of "The Twilight Zone", but the difference now being that it is no longer Science Fiction.

The handrails of humanity
No longer do exist
Barren streets in cities
As mankind now subsists

All my love,
Larry xxx

Nine Eleven04 April 2020, 10:45

It's just me, kicking the can down the road, writing mad thoughts Larry, you should read what I don't publish.

Thanks Larry.