Scream
We are born in a scream,
conceived on a dare,
Mother's twisted face sour,
mouth tense outpouring the power
of tha scream deep within.
Heart beat beats-beating,
to scream the scream screaming
(no sense, no reason) just
"get that fucking thing out,"
and we are born in a scream.
It goes on forever,
words in this scream,
that denies itself nothing;
not the anger, the fear, the pain,
of possibly knowing past the scream
shouts more of the same.
So scream, in your soul, heart and mind,
to know: beyond may be a precipice,
no one survives the fall.
Go on screaming this meaning,
scream this senseless meaning.
Nathan Miserochhi