The Knife

The knife is for those who cause me strife
my arm the landscape of your bites
that led me down this fateful flight
of angst and pain and fear
The edge of blood that took me down
was constant pilgrimage to your crown
you are first blood unglorified who makes the rounds
with your teeth of desire
and distinguishable frown
you make the knife go in and bleed
with savage thirst
to deny my needs
you with few words
erase mercy
you are the reservoir of my grief
you are the submissive Satan sheep
Dont look around
no one in town
to vaildate your middle ground
you are forgotten in boggy land
just north of the heart of where we grew apart
you are the one who brought mom to tears
you are the one who killed by thrills
so mater of fact with foolish pride
and your greedy wife who crucifies
your children of wrath
your inner scorn
your unrelenting chance to be reborn
your unforgiveness
your clenched fist
your death by steel
that I plan to dismiss
your fateful turn and lack of decision
your art of avoidance
and block headed precision
your false smile
your history
has made its claim
on my own longevity.

The Fact of the Matter

No one ever said anything about it during her life....or later. When my mother died July 3, 1998....my brother's family was there at the funeral. Did my brother's wife know less than two years ago that she made my mom cry and not for the first time? One time, my nephew had a soccer game at Lakeaires and my sister in law failed to tell my mom. Lakeaires is less than a block from my parent's house. My mom cried at the kitchen table. My whole adult life, my mom tried to get my brother to take his family to ohurch but his wife refused. Then when my brother got into a fight with his son and was mandated by the courts to go to counseling., Dr. Getahun Getahun from Ethiopia was the counselor at our church and my brother elected to go to him. He would call the counselor Getalong Getalong. Now, 11 yrs later only a few people in our family get-a-long, get-a-long. My brother has turned into a small minded thief of unrighteousness and a weaker person than ever assumed. I would like to make a new start and have many times tried, but the agnostic, uncaring personalilty traits have rubbed off to the younger generation aka my brother's kids. Not only are they rude, they have no vision for themselves in the world.