Broken Teeth: A Poem By John McKinley Pride Jr.
“Broken Teeth” (not yet edited)
Like knifes and sharp steel
Like burnt rubber upon your back
Like eyes of white light that lie to you.
A mind torn from moral and immoral
How will it dominate?
What will curdle the skin?
A mouth full of blood, a toothless bear
Try to protect your self from the hungry dogs that attack you.
Your face in the sand
You’re to blame for walking on your hands needing to feel where you are led to go.
Cut pieces of the words from your tong to cover up your heart where scars have formed from lies that hibernate with in your chest of gold about the feelings you hide.
It burns you from with inside, festers within your veins; ties you up like a straitjacket and sows your mouth shut with ugly truths.
I dare you to do something
I dare you to try
I dare you to stand up and let the world see you cry.
Like knifes and sharp steel
Like burnt rubber upon your back
Like tunnels of white lights that lie to you and never let you turn back
there is really no end till you grow some teeth and bite back.
By John McKinley Pride Jr
2/14/12
Like knifes and sharp steel
Like burnt rubber upon your back
Like eyes of white light that lie to you.
A mind torn from moral and immoral
How will it dominate?
What will curdle the skin?
A mouth full of blood, a toothless bear
Try to protect your self from the hungry dogs that attack you.
Your face in the sand
You’re to blame for walking on your hands needing to feel where you are led to go.
Cut pieces of the words from your tong to cover up your heart where scars have formed from lies that hibernate with in your chest of gold about the feelings you hide.
It burns you from with inside, festers within your veins; ties you up like a straitjacket and sows your mouth shut with ugly truths.
I dare you to do something
I dare you to try
I dare you to stand up and let the world see you cry.
Like knifes and sharp steel
Like burnt rubber upon your back
Like tunnels of white lights that lie to you and never let you turn back
there is really no end till you grow some teeth and bite back.
By John McKinley Pride Jr
2/14/12
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