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A Poetic Documental based on The Decks and the Road Novel Series
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Experience MIC! Mysteries in Common.
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Round 5 Cassandra vs. Che "Peace With A Lie"
Peace With A Lie
Who doesn’t enjoy peace,
It’s not talkative,
It’s not boastful,
It’s cooperative.
I like peace.
But have you ever seen peace with a lie?
It’s mannerisms changes,
And it gets shy.
It’s a deeper quiet,
One that wears shades,
And long sleeves,
And socks and shoes.
It sticks out like a sore thumb,
And still it’s hard to grasp,
It’s mean looking,
And yet still so peaceful.
The chemistry of the two,
I tell you,
So blue-green.
And still you should see the line.
They come in droves to make peace with a lie,
They die waiting to make peace with a lie,
They lay in hospital rooms trying to make peace with a lie.
I did see the line,
And it did get my attention.
I did see the line,
And it sure sounded as if it called my name.
I did see the line,
And it looked like fun.
I did see the line,
And it was moving fast.
I did see the line,
But couldn’t find the sand.
I did see the line,
And tried to jump it.
And just about then...
There was a growl,
And then a hiss.
And that’s when,
I awakened from my daydream,
And found peace,
Sitting there naked.
And it’s just about then,
I dropped the lie,
And held onto that peace,
With both hands.
And when I did,
True peace smiled.
Chad-Ezra "Che"- She was right there; where I left her... and when I did my 360 I swear I spotted her, but I can no longer see her. My parents are up there too, but I wouldn't dare look their way now. Something told me it was a bad idea to come right out the gate with the truth. Something told me they couldn't handle it. Religion, abuse, condemnation, and freedom all in one poem. Surely sounds like a Documental. I can see that they're hanging in there with me though. Especially after Charity. Guess they're trying to wrap their minds around me; the youthfulness and the awareness and how well they've married. There's a good bit of voices breaking the silence with "Alright, alright." and that let's me know not to run. So I turn the page, take a look at the next drawing, and continue... but my mind in still in search of her.
Peace With A Lie
We make peace with flies,
We make peace with learning to tie a tie,
Why can't we make peace with a lie.
We make peace with the thought that we're going to die,
We make peace with flies,
We make peace with learning to tie a tie,
Why not a lie?
I think of lies like ribbons,
I tie and untie.
I think of ribbons like peace,
Beautifully done,
Beautifully undone.
I think of peace like ribbons,
They hang.. they don't hang,
They curl.. they don't curl.
I think of the world in uncomplicated ways,
I make peace with flies,
And I cover my fly.
True peace smiled.
Chad-Ezra "Che"- She was right there; where I left her... and when I did my 360 I swear I spotted her, but I can no longer see her. My parents are up there too, but I wouldn't dare look their way now. Something told me it was a bad idea to come right out the gate with the truth. Something told me they couldn't handle it. Religion, abuse, condemnation, and freedom all in one poem. Surely sounds like a Documental. I can see that they're hanging in there with me though. Especially after Charity. Guess they're trying to wrap their minds around me; the youthfulness and the awareness and how well they've married. There's a good bit of voices breaking the silence with "Alright, alright." and that let's me know not to run. So I turn the page, take a look at the next drawing, and continue... but my mind in still in search of her.
Peace With A Lie
We make peace with flies,
We make peace with learning to tie a tie,
Why can't we make peace with a lie.
We make peace with the thought that we're going to die,
We make peace with flies,
We make peace with learning to tie a tie,
Why not a lie?
I think of lies like ribbons,
I tie and untie.
I think of ribbons like peace,
Beautifully done,
Beautifully undone.
I think of peace like ribbons,
They hang.. they don't hang,
They curl.. they don't curl.
I think of the world in uncomplicated ways,
I make peace with flies,
And I cover my fly.
All Poems written by NaTisha Renee Williams
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VCR Diaries, Copyright 2018 by Natisha R. Williams, All Rights reserved.
VCR Diaries 2 "No Estrogen", Copyright 2019 by Natisha R. Williams, All Rights Reserved.
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