The Key / George J. Dance

The Key

There is a killer, screaming to get out;
He beats his bars and rants till short of breath.
I block my ears, but still can hear him shout
Of bloody violence, destruction, death.
I must keep him confined inside of me;
I am the only one who holds the key.

There is another man locked up in there,
Though quietly he mourns on his sad fate,
On wisdom and on beauty he would share
But keeps within his cell until too late.
Before I die, I must set that man free;
I am the only one who holds the key.

~~

George J. Dance, 2020

from Logos, and other logoi, 2021

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Daily News / George J. Dance

Daily News

I don’t want to look at the news today
But I don’t want to talk – No, I’m not okay,
There’s nothing to say, just go away –

So I stay head down in a corner booth
And I stare at the daily lies and truth
And I read: "One Charged in Death of Youth."

There’s a picture of you, so fly, so cool,
So in control, so nobody’s fool,
Big grin on your face, big idiot drool,

You hide beside your shyster guy
In a rented suit and a borrowed tie,
And I want to spit and I want to cry:

Badass motherfucker, hide behind your cool shades
– Cut a man for stepping on your blue suedes –
Fuck you, bitch, you ought to feel your own blades.

Better escape and run, boy, run,
’cause you had a knife, but I got a gun
And you fucked with me when you cut my son.

~~
George J. Dance, 2009
from Logos, and other logoi, 2021
 

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