The Chain Gang



Hammering it out simple and plain,

clang, clang, clang...

Making boulders a little older... Broadening out, using your shoulders,

move soldier move... Head down, make it pound beating a pulsed sound crumbling away into the ground,

gravel mounds flatten down...

Paving our way home with stones set only the way a gnomes been known to roam,

stoned???

Holy shit, listen to this song slow,

and break the silence...

No violence!!!

As a bass line hums reminding us,

low e low... Come and find us,

silenced...

A mind trust's...

But maybe not enough,

huh... Sounds like spies like us,

doctor... Doctor,

proctor... Gamble, no thanks... Just a sample,

sampling the water, just sampling the water,

damn the dark damn the light can't bee the answer,

so run through the shadows as the wind blows, watch the sunrise light up your eyes reviving you're life one note at a time,

time???

Earth time 21:39

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jhamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

Awesome. Happy Poetry Month. Jamie


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goego 3 years ago from Loserland Author

Thanks Jamie same to you, poetry month I had no idea. A poem every day this month except for the 1st... April fools are poet's!!!


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Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

A wonderful poem and voted up.

Enjoy your day.

Eddy.


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goego 3 years ago from Loserland Author

Thank you eddy:), I hope yours is enjoyed too!

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