Black Velvet

Black Velvet 6/13/2014

There is sadness

And then there is grief

The deepest darkest kind

That drags you down

Deep into the black. 

It is not something you can understand

Unless you have felt it

Riding on your back

Like an anvil holding you down

As you flail and gasp

Until you drown. 

The unconscious do not know

And fall face down into sleep

Unable to remember

How much it hurt

Or why.

The lay where they fall

Limp and vulnerable

As their fluids leak

And their cells die.

Dragged, defiled

Murdered and spoiled

They do not feel

But remain as symbols

For the cruel

And hateful.

But those who awaken

Cannot forget

No matter what they do

Or where they go.

The flowers still bloom

But to the mourner

That are gray and lifeless

As food loses its taste

And their tongues start to swell. 

The black birds circle

And they cry out with delight

As they wait for another

To choke on their blood. 

Evil men

Do evil things

And there is no excuse

For what is wrong. 

They will laugh

And they will rage

But even this

Must come to pass. 

Let them swing

And let them cavort

As they spend all their fury

And drink deeply of the cup. 

When the sky parts

They will run

Falling on themselves

To beg and plead.

But this will be the hour

That all of it falls

Thunderstruck down

In a single bolt of iron. 

Be not afraid

And love with all your might

Because love is forever

And all of this is dead.