Eville - Acumen Nation

Mention of madness

I am quick to believe

That those you call crazy

Are my brothers and sisters

Voices alarming

That you cannot hear

They are louder than mommy

They are nails in your brain

Bastions of blackness

In veins of saliva

Sex with your sickness

I’m happy all over

The truth isn’t tragic

In fact it’s so nice to listen

To the silence of truth

While I’m screaming inside

Noose around the neck

Tied with heartstrings

Drowned black water

By the time

She begins to scream

Lessons learned by a child

Forgotten as he learns to trust

May God forgive me

For witnessing this crime