Scheherazade
When the words stopped,
Scheherazade
stopped.
She heard the words,
sinking through layers of silence,
saw them
counter-weight the morning sun,
she could not feel
the air vibrating,
she had no sense
of spaces filling.
""I am dead, "" she said,
""I am dead and gone"".
Scheherazade knows.
She knows the light,
the weight, the threat,
of a morning sun;
knows that words
spoken
at breakfast
can eat you for lunch;
she knows a thousand
and one things
that cannot save her --
now that the light
has found Schahriah.
""I am dead,"" she says,
""I am dead and gone""
Scheherazade breathes,
She does not feel
the air vibrating
she has no spaces
which need filling
all that remains
is this quiet
breathing
""I am dead,"" she says,
""I am dead and gone""
Copyright Dennis Greene 2000
On the day that God dropped in .
On the day that God dropped in to set me free,
to calm my fears and take away my pain,
He asked if I was ready to agree
to lose it all just to be well again.
I said, "why make me think? Just fix my brain,
too long I've waited for this happy day."
He smiled and put the question once again,
and I replied "for this you've heard me pray!
Please - cure me now. Please - make it go away"
And I was cured, and everything I've earned
in thirteen years of growing went away
leaving me void of every lesson learned
except that now I know that to be free
the price is more than just the pain in me
©© Dennis Greene 1999
