Day 258 - Piano City Keys

I weep I cry

Searching for the inside

No more blue sky

Just one more way to be denied

Don't play me like I'm ivory trust

To pour your fingers across

I am not silver, only iron prone to rust

Any tune within I, is a loss

The black keys of this city can't save me

They only echo my anguished plea

Let us try to light up the sky

From this low and dark place

Perhaps we will do more than try

And astonish this city square into grace

From the simplicity of parking lots

We have the hope of our generation

Tied into a thousand digital knots

Without any hope of explanation

We play an unfamiliar melody

Across the photographed piano city key

Day 96 - Pinstriped Impostor

Pinstriped Impostor

Want a taste of freedom?

I'll give you a taste

In this wretched kingdom

All else has been a waste

You see the paint sprayed there?

That ought to make you stop and stare.

Stare at what you destroyed

When you kept too much for you,

Leaving only the concrete void

Onto which I boldly drew.

The honesty brought by your lies,

And you stand there so surprised?

You: the rich and pompous one

Pin striped suit and briefcase,

Nothing you can do will stun

That which is upon my face

Into something better yet

Or do you so easily forget?

You laid down in my life

All that society calls clean

But all you brought in was strife

Masking the dark, unseen

So you could walk straight

Never heaving to stop and wait

Wait for money, life or help

Search for some holy and true love

Only ignore the anguished yelp

Asking for something from above

You don't stop not for me

Only for your god, conformity