Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poems. Show all posts

Monday, October 22, 2012

ACETAMINOPHEN 12000mg


Eight poems written on a extremely stupid phone while on a trip from Melbourne to Miami.
A experiment turns into some of the best group of poems the writer has ever written capturing so much about that day in his life. 

Thursday, September 27, 2012

HAVE YOU HEARD THE ONE ABOUT THE CITIZEN NIGHTSTICK?



I'm pretty much faceless,
The perfect cover boy for the raging careless,
Wrapped in the lies of musty words and the tasteless hate,
But I’ve fought too long to be late,
Sunshine state to summer sands,
Pick up your riot gear and let’s show them how much we love their plans,

Purging the right of choice,
Purging the right to vote,
A flash of new lies about how dangerous fucking is on all our screens,
Not writing a way to bless,
Not preaching to balcony scenes,
I’m purging all my careless,
Replacing it with my riot gear,
So here comes my song,
Can you hear?

Can you hear?

I’m pretty much on a night out to see what everyone is wearing,
That natural reaction you have to the truth is just fine,
I have my helmet right here,
You stand still and this will go fine,
To write is to aim with reason,

Purging the right,
Purging all my careless,
Replacing it with my riot gear,
So here comes my song,
Can you hear?
Others are starting to sing,
Others are starting to write,
Others are starting to put on their gear,
I’m purging all my careless,
Can you hear?
I’m singing this loud,
Can you hear me with this face on?
How about with this in my hand?

©Brian C. Williams/System*Publishing

Saturday, July 21, 2012

PULL UP THAT SHIELD



People want to say what about your responsibilities,
Their lives,
You're not a cattle to be herded,
Your life is your prize,
Keep lies off your highs,
And if you have to cut those ties,
They want to play simple realities,
But that's not how life works,
And that's not how you get happy,
Go,
Go and be free,
Go my friend,
If you're ready go,

You might think no one believes in you,
But you believe in you,
Anyways no one believing in you can't defeat you,
That's only something you can do,
And you don't have time to be your own worst enemy,
They might chant,
They might chatter,
That you will find yourself alone,
But alone can be happy and being surround by thousands can be alone,
Caught in a structure of what everyone sees as perfect for you,
What they want for you is them being selfious,
Because the point is where you find happiness is where you find yourself on your own road,

People want to say what about your responsibilities,
Their lives,
They want to play simple realities,
Go,
Go,
Go,

They want to talk about what's tough,
But the part you need to scream is when you say I'm not coming back home,
Your life matters,
Pull up that shield,
Not to hide but to defend,
Because this your happy chant,
And that's how life works,
That's how you get happy,
Go,
Go and be free for you,
Go,
Go,
My friend if your ready go,

(c)brian c. williams
system*publishing