Sunday, October 2, 2016

when it's peaceful


when it's peaceful
I'm suspicious
I don't think of peace
as something I can trust
I think peace may
be ficticious
spreading lies and rumors
and reeking of disgust

when it's peaceful
I go hiding
looking hard for some place
where I never will be seen
peace, to me,
is like alunimum siding
something someone wants to sell you
that no one really needs

          someone make a racket
          someone start a ruckus
          someone call the media right now
          instead of all this peace and quiet
          won't somebody start a riot
          louder than the neighbors will allow

when it's peaceful
I get nervous
I'm so afraid
that we're all gonna get along
when it's peaceful
all my old fears
resurface
I knew we were in trouble all along
I'm only happy
when everything goes wrong


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