lo, and behold

Stemming from my original mission to create 365 poems. A culmination of years past and days present.


13 May 2006

69: I Walked

No, those shoes were made for stomping on you
to walk away from the dirt
that carried you on to be the cause of us united
and the break of all material eyes.

Not lying, the machine goes on
repeating beats man-made
those years ago
outsourcing ghosts of the unsupported families
with the heaviest hearts, we're overthrown.