In Mourning

I want to wear black

All my life

In mourning

For the innocence

That has been lost

To the hands

Of drooling demons

Driven solely by the lust

For power

Over the meek

I want to wear a dark veil

To remind you of the plundering

Of the

Rich, Red, Juicy

Hearts

Minds

And souls

Of the countless

Forgotten everyday

That it feels Raped sore

That you have given in

Thinking that this must be only right

It makes me want to walk around

Night sky clad

Only wearing bracelets

Of bleeding wrists

Just so that I can shock

You into being a little more alive

A little more alert

Into being more you