the second generation of scum
carve off your slice
watch the niceties lie,
a uniform looking pilfered and strained
wishing your life would come back again,
just a king held for a beggars ransom
that crown you wear is not made of gold,
those rubies and sapphires you’re mining
are just drunken eyes of the old,
sat here in quiet contemplation
invisible walled prisons call your name,
and your sacrifices that daub each poster each wall
will be boxed up and sold just the same,
wrapped in a sheepskin of promises
and a gesticulatory whine of consent,
the distillery of attitudes and sugar
as downtrodden men sob cold laments,
because we are just
the second generation of scum,
we float belly up in the fish tank of life
thumb through all the classics and then watch them on sky,
no heart for promises
no time to be what we are,
we all hide behind apron strings
a counterfeit cake made with wings,
a sea shanty’s gnarled sway and swing
we’re just scum, scum
the second generation of scum,
when home life’s a bitch
and your stomach curdles and stews,
and the world beyond your finger smeared windows
reinforces the bitterness you consume,
the church bells peal in the distance
they toll in thanks for bursting seams,
appeasing their own self awareness
now they’re all naked in their dreams,
this was our page and flow of chapters
and its whir begins to swill our ears,
this was our field full of angry seeds
always living life less than sincere,
this was our growing orchard
a mountain of deathly surprises,
this was the world you conceived
a hand carving of love and strong divorces,
because we are just
the next generation of scum,
we curse all the misers
and feed from the bottom up,
when the tops out of mind
you’ll never get what you like,
your not the first guarded heart
resting on bogus desires,
dead memories like camp fires
their smoke travels far,
they reignite gently
if you don’t extinguish their barbs,
do all the things that you like
burn down all bridges and hike,
never sit by your camp fire and cry
when all else fails just mouth your goodbyes,
we are scum, scum
the second generation of scum,
don’t tell us secrets be always anon
don’t tell me lies I’ve more than your one,
just live your life without me holding on,
I’m scum, scum
don’t be the third generation of scum,
