Apathetic Stories

Skinny is the body
skinnier, the soul
skeletoned frame I own
pale heart with a hole

Black all my skin
yellow down my nose
pot for a stomach
for your lens I pose

Haiti, my home? my hell?
my blessed limbo?
Hunger burns my belly
idling hands akimbo

Mother, mother, as I lie, you lie;
stone soup steam;
as I drift; "ready in five"
you shamelessly beam

A bout with nature, futile
mother fail to kill;
every day I die
every backyard I fill

A poser to Him I must lay
"How skewed the balance beam?
when stone soup pine I
rich cousin savours cream?"

Sunset state I stare with gleam
kin we are, expansively removed
apathy rules the roost they say
the day compassion moved...

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Crazy

In a world full of people
only some want to get high
isnt that crazy??
In a heaven full of angels
only some want to die
its that crazy..
In a desert full of life
only some want to cry
isnt that crazy??
In a flood full of misery
only tears can go dry
whats more crazy??

No we never gonna survive unless
we get a little crazy...
there's no way we gonna die if
we are a whole lot crazy...

In a church full of preachers
only child sheds a tear
isnt that crazy??
In a zoo full of creatures
only man is whom i fear
thats not crazy??
In a room full of talk
only heartbeat is what i hear
isnt that crazy??
In a soul search of angels
only devils appear
whats more crazy??

No we never gonna survive unless
we get a little crazy...
there's no way we gonna die if
we are a whole lot crazy...

- inspired by Seal