Taste The Day
Today I tasted fear
as they came and took me away
soldiering me to the car
that sour taste will stay
every night I must consume in this hell, reminding me of that day
Today I tasted authority
as they threw me down onto my cell
sniggering as they did so
that revolting taste and smell
every morning I wake, to the stench of hell
Today I tasted injustice
as he slammed down his gavel, follwed by
sounds of applause
torturing my senses was a sickening taste
eating away at my stomach, as my life came to waste
Today I tasted pain
again again again
somebody was beating me
the taste of blood stained
every inch of me screamed in agaonising pain
Today I tasted depression
an overwhelming urge of suicide
so close I came aswell
then a sweet moment of clarity, the urge to battle on
every inch of me became strong, to prove they hadn't won
Today I tasted freedom
as I saw the prison from the outside
swimming away from injustice, depression, fear and pain
the world is my banquet, new emotions to find
every taste now like a blue moon rise
Today I tasted justice
authority has prevailed, they
sent the guilty to jail and cleared my name
they roused my appetite, butterflies inside
everyday now, has new feasts to find
<Deleted User> (5646)
Wed 13th Aug 2008 16:34
Hey, no. I didn't immediately see that.Very well thought out Richard. Have you entered it into the scribble writing competition?
If you try changing all the first letters to capitals, it might be seen more easily.
Good sense of injustice to justice poem.
Love Janet.xx
ps. hope it's not autobiographical.