MichaelBingham18 Poetry (5)

Now come one, come all
to this tragic affair
Wipe off that makeup
What's in his despair?
So throw on the black dress
Mix in with the lot
You might wake up and notice
you're someone you're not

If you look in the mirror
and don't like what you see
You can find out first-hand
what its like to be me
So gather 'round piggies
and kiss this goodbye
I'd encourage your smiles
I'll expect you won't cry

Another contusion
my funeral jag
Here's my resignation
I'll serve it in drag
You've got front row seats
to the penitence ball
When I grow up

...

I want to be nothing at all!

A father, a son, my great uncle, my friend
lest we forget you fought till the end
our countries hero, our countries man
stand down soldier we salute with our hand

though...

Lest we forget
the less we remember
they were not soldiers
they were our family member

A lifetime of silence
to those who fought for freedom
given the apple
in the garden of eden

Rest in piece uncle Thomas

Overdose in the bathroom
unsatisfied with
the way you look
fourteen years of laughing
you finally did
what it took
God was absent? for
the last minute of his proof
succumb to narcotics of denial
drowned in his own?
fountain of youth 
he could of saved him ?if
he were in that room
swallowed in the bathroom?
of his concrete tomb

My friend says
he wants to die
as beautifully as
Joan of Arc

My friend says
he wants to live
as faithful as
Jesus of Nazareth

My friend says
he wants to exist
as holy as
?God of Trinity
?
To be honest
I want to die
as sinfully as
Adam and Eve

White soldier of a black president
Black criminal in a white man prison
Russian spies the government lies
The only question we don’t ask is
why?