Is The End The Beginning

Upon approaching the end,

Can it renew the beginning?

Where life gels from failure’s past

To stride forward being resolute inside.

That failure must be a building block

That once cracked - will heal whole,

Tears dry - torn inside past devastation,

Sown inside word weave composition.

Meek lambs do cower within flocking fear,

Moving around stiff bully bark commands.

While poets tower strength in forward gear,

Traction that rises adrift high attitude contrails.

Cat-o’nine-tails knotted conformity cord lines,

Cracks deep inside whipped submission lifelines.

Hell’s Humanity comatose spirit absorption lines -

Never to be - vampire sucked lifeless bloodlines.

Nails graven ground crawls destitute - quagmire vanquished,

The end grasp alone, needing a miracle edge, to hold hope onto,

Where America’s gasp squishes dire homeless into hopelessness

That end, where nobody cares to give despair a helping human hand.

Is religion reality about wealth, privilege; using social label bigot hatred?

That love migrates lost - as hate restarts another round festering Holocaust.

Where Jews surviving Hitler, now want to use those same prison principles

That is this the beginning of the final end?

Or the end - in the beginning of religion being divine faith

That unites us - and does not segregate us into extinction.

Do you ever care? I say you are chicken shit -

That chicken once eaten, needs to come out.

David Lester Young 05/21/16