Pearl River Community College's award winning literary magazine

Special Edition—Spring-Summer 1998

Poetry Section

Jeremiah Gerald

BLIND
 

People of war

Through fields of senseless feuding,
we make our way.

In shadows of timeless oppression,
we shudder to think.

Inside the cages of blood thirsty lions,
we sleep with our eyes open.

In a world of endless opportunity,
we are exempt to dream.

Through the wastelands of blood and grief,
we move closer to our regression.

In the dark waters of sympathy,
we drown our last breath.

And still no one can see our tears.
 
 

Chaos Escape
 

Emotions bleed into this paper, keeping me sane
Caught between childhood and a manhood change
Happiness was here but now lies still
Due to a sick communicator will
Silence and trust, these are my chains
and fear is the lock that binds my pains
To break the mold is to break the wall
Decades thick and millenniums tall
It builds inside until I lose control
Then I take the pen and calm my soul.
 
 

About A Father
 

Rib cage in the back mind.
Inhale dreams through the line.
Ride the clouds to cheat your death.
Heartbeat away from a dead end breath.
Drink the poison to drown the care.
Break the tree to end the stare.
Kiss the snake and lose control.
Light the fire that burns your soul.