I feel but see no sunshine; from the magic of the dope. PLEASE REVIEW!!!
|Hi everybody. These are a few new stanzas that I want to add to a poem I wrote about ten years ago. I was ready it last night and I decided that I wanted to add a little more flavor to it with thelife experiences I’ve gained along the way. Anyway, I’ll put the new stanzas first, then I’ll put the entire poem. What I am looking for is to see if the general public can interpret what the new lines are actually talking about (It’s not said outright).If you know what I’m alluding to please tell me what it is and where you were able to see it. Thanks!!!!
The New Lines:
I feel but see no sunshine,
From the magic of the dope,
The smack so sharp and kind,
But give me much less hope.
The power whitish grey,
The bags so small and blue,
Leave me in a hazy day,
Though feeling all anew.
And the poem that I am going to add these lines to (somewhere just not yet sure where) is:
Hi, Mom, I don't know how to tell you this,
But I think that you should know,
I'm standing in the cold morning mist,
And this phone is covered with freezing snow.
I hope that you still love me,
And I'll love you just the same,
But right now these are my pleas,
So please don't be ashamed.
I am so very hungry,
My pains of hunger kill,
I need someone to feed me,
For my stomach's small and still.
My face and hands are numb,
My feet are frozen stiff;
But my fear has just begun,
And this snow's no falling gift.
My hair's now long and greasy,
My hands are black with dirt,
But now I really see me,
In my one year tattered shirt.
I thought that life was just a game,
And I was always standing tall,
But now I'm just a man of shame,
Who only stood to fall.
(Probably Right Here)
You've always tried to understand,
please let me come back home,
This world has said I'm not a man,
And need some place to go.
Mom, I tried to do my best,
With only twenty years of age,
But today I've been put to death,
With learning I have AIDS.