Monday, February 06, 2006

6

Ask me to speak.

Because a noble heart never forces itself forward

and I love it you ask me anyway.

Ask me to speak

because even though you can't seem to find the right

words

great minds think alike

and I am never in short supply.

Ask me to speak

because there is nothing like the connection

we create when we conversate

and while others act like it's never the right time of the

week to speak

I can

and will

do so happily

and if you agree we have a problem with apathy

clap with me-

see.

See

even though change would make so much sense

we seem to think it

takes to much

to give a damn

and its

harder to love but

easier to hate

easier to destroy

than it is to create

and where we could easily take responsibility

master our destiny

we want to give in to the wind and

call it fate

and want to do something

when it's too late.

And when it all falls down,

when things fall apart

we want to argue after the fact

and pontificate

when all we had to do from the start

all we need to do now

is kill the debate

eliminate the hate

and resonate.

Ask me to speak

because not enough of us say something

and to much of nothing is said

and some of us never say anything

and it's too late to hear them because they're dead.

Ask me to speak

and I will tell you as long as you are saying

something, no one can say you talk to much, and

when they ask you your opinion,

you do no less than fill their cup, and

when they accuse you of running your mouth you tell them to catch up.

Ask me to speak

because I know you want to

and though a lot of us ought to

a lot of us were raise not to

by parents or people who

rear or breed you in fear

and either don't care or

realize what they've taught you.

And I haven't lived your life, I am not you,

but if you are

here, 

you got through because

you fought through

so when you feel like the stress has got you

get it off your chest

and if you can't find the words, I'll spot you.

I mean I don't know you to lay a hand on you

but I want to touch you

I need to reach you

and though my words may not mean much

I need you to know

I bleed for you

I slit my soul and pour it on to paper

and read to you

because I need for you

to understand

you can't afford

to keep it stored

to ignore what I've implored,

and I shouldn't

have to make the demand.

8 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"I mean I don't know you to lay a hand on you but I want to touch you I need to reach you and though my words may not mean much I need you to know I bleed for you I slit my soul and pour it on to paper and read to you because I need for you to understand..."

Beautiful line Joe! I definitely like the imagery! :) Your pieces always bring a smile to my face!

10:28 AM  
Blogger Shelle said...

YES!! he's back, my sweet joe b...damn i love this piece, hope to hear it wednesday, hint hint.
smile
don't stop speaking, u may not think anyone is listening...but someone always is
u will make a difference
u do make a difference

4:37 PM  
Blogger Mahogany L. Browne said...

glad to see you are writing still...

niice

4:17 PM  
Blogger CousinSarah said...

because even though you can't seem to find the right

words

great minds think alike

and I am never in short supply


AWESOME!!!!! I CANT BELIEVE HE POSTEDDDDDDDD.

This poem is beautiful. Work it out cause it needs to be read. As always, you express love beautifully.

2:33 PM  
Blogger unsaid said...

"so when you feel like the stress has got you

get it off your chest

and if you can't find the words, I'll spot you"

loved those lines...that's what i'm talking about!

9:41 AM  
Blogger BigSleep666 said...

Hey, Joe, Night Watch is playing at the Dobie and the Great Hills Arbor. Lemme know when is good for you! I'm spoken for Wedneday through Saturday night (poetry and stage managing my girlfriend's play), but maybe Monday or Tuesday night or the weekend days? Saturday day?
http://www.auschron.com/gyrobase/Calendar/Film?Film=oid%3A344020

12:59 PM  
Blogger Tobey A. Anderson said...

you reached me. i bleed for you as well.

i really appreciate your style my friend. i may be crazy but I know good poetry when i read it.

3:38 AM  
Blogger nikki said...

wow

8:19 PM  

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