Death clouds irritate a parched sky
Human parasites feast on liquid gold
Dismantled a dream with a blatant lie
World keeps falling as hate takes hold
Onward towards the spiritual divide
Impossible to sit on the fence forever
Lackluster jesters swallow their pride
While the king attempts to act clever
Underground poets observe humanity
Precise words reveal those who linger
Making sense out of constant insanity
Creativity the proverbial middle finger
Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2025
Reminds me that Tom Petty quote “I did it because I had no choice’. Some of us poets just are built to write.
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Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Nick. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Huge respect for, Petty. To quote Lemmy Kilmister: “I’m not qualified to do anything else.” Appreciate you.
Damian
Superb work. You nailed it.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Thomas. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
Creativity is the proverbial finger…Nice.
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Fia. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I think so.. lol. Appreciate you.
Damian
What Nick said is pretty spot on. We write because to do otherwise destroys us to some degree. We give it the middle finger because that’s all we can do. Point out the hypocrisy, the hatred, the corruption & the willful blindness in the only means open to us. Somebody asked me recently “Yeah, but aren’t you just preaching to the choir?” I’m always mindful of the fact that words are a wave…once released, who knows where they’ll stop? So yeah, keep bringing it, my friend
Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It’s our voice, to not use it brings aggravation for sure. We writers are pretty good at detecting bullshit. To quote the late great, Lemmy Kilmister: “I will keep doing it, because I’m not qualified to do anything else.” Appreciate you.
Damian