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The Snakes Tongue Lives Inside You

Contributed by Tot on Friday, 27th July 2007 @ 10:27:41 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems



your words are hateful, wretched, and cruel
I wish you let the world see this side of you
you talk about how you don't like how SHE is
yet the words you spit out are drenched in her hate
possessed by your own selfishness
you cannot see any other way
than what you think is right
never traveling the roads I must travel
never wide awake at night
you never have to hold a dollar
and wonder what to do
because one baby needs diapers
and another needs shoes
Many mistakes I have made
many wrong turns I have taken
but I say to you this, I am who I am
and you may simply take it or spit upon it
Though I may be in blood
what God has intended,
I am not so low as to be in the lottery
of what you think is right
My children are who I think of in each decision I have made
not whether I hurt your pride
by grasping at each oppurtunity
as I have said before
we know you are always right
but I am tired of the hate
and the anger coming from the two of you
I will be for my children the woman I think I should
hoping in the end to come to a greater good
One day you will eat your words
the two of you, on a plate
for I will not be here to listen anymore
and you will think of all the uselessness filled into your brains
and wonder if perhaps there were other ways
to spend a passing day
I am so blessed by the love of God
with the family he undeservingly gave me
that my blessings I shall count
rather than the misgivings the world has dealt me
so sit upon your perch dear hearts
and know just who you are
and happier you will be
each time I fall upon my face..
but I promise you I may fall
but I will always stand and brush the pain away
for many mistakes I have made
many wrong turns I have taken
but each dead end was given a hill on which I have
always climbed
and I will continue to do this task until I can no longer
because it is for my blessings that I live and not for what you dream
the snakes tongue lives inside you
venomous and cruel
but each bitter bite you attempt to take
will simply be in vain
because I refuse to be a part of hate
in the lifetime that remains





Copyright © Tot ... [ 2007-07-27 10:27:41]
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Re: The Snakes Tongue Lives Inside You (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Friday, 27th July 2007 @ 05:04:10 PM AEST
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Strong words considering such suffering.
These lines in particular shone out for me:
"you never have to hold a dollar
and wonder what to do
because one baby needs diapers
and another needs shoes"
Because of how they are simple things that are so often taken for granted.

Nice write, keep 'em coming!

Dom


Re: The Snakes Tongue Lives Inside You (User Rating: 1 )
by PhantomVampyress on Friday, 27th July 2007 @ 10:20:33 PM AEST
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this is a very deep heartfelt write.. very powerful.. I can understand where your coming from.. I think everyone has a side of the family with this problem where they think they are better or look down on you because of something that doesn't really matter. but this is well said.. hang in there.

Rock on,

vampyress Jenni


Re: The Snakes Tongue Lives Inside You (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 23rd October 2007 @ 01:30:27 AM AEST
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This oozes determination.There are plenty of snakes in the grass but having read this 'let ''em have it' piece,I feel sure you have the antidote for the most venomous of serpents.Good for you,I like 'let 'em have it' writing.

Den




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