Choosing Sides
A Poetry Collection
Frank F. Atanacio
Choosing Sides
For: Deanna And Noel
Table Of Content:
1- God’s Kingdom 31-No Sign Of Regret
2-Roses Aren’t Always Red 32-Gentle
3-Pain 33-Brought Out The Queen
4-Two doors 34-The Pale Dead Looking Vampire
5-Sky Crimes 35-God Has Many Reputations
6- Snakes Eyes 36-She Felt The Breath Of God
7-Dumped 37- But By God You’ll Respect Us
8-After Suicide 38- Life Was Perfectly Concealed
9-She Lived A Lifetime 39-A Secret Society
10-Betrayal 40-Sometimes She Would See His Face
11-Politics 41-Missing...
12-Cold Breath 42-Haunt Their Dreams
13-Darkness Moved 43-Humanity Suffers The Wear And Tear
14-Changed 44-Easy Prey
15-She Gained His Knife 45-Poetic Song
16-Deck Red 46-I Move
17-Seconds To Die 47-Equitable Basis
18-Songs Died 48-Fresh Kill
19-Popping Wood 49-No Bravado
20-Such Perfection 50-Diluted The Terror
21-Famous Jack? 51-Hope Is The Seed
22-God’s Wickedness 52-The Perfect Woman
23-Nature 53-God’s Dark Eyes Were Somber
24-Sweet
25-God Takes A Child
26-Something So Wrong
27-Justified
28-Familiar Stranger
29-Firing Hard
30-He Was A Good Husband
God’s Kingdom
He taught his people
everything pure,
uncertain now,
unsure.
Roses Aren’t Always Red
Roses aren’t always red,
I’d prefer yellow,
and I place them on her bed,
when she has her eyes closed for sleep,
and my love next to her just as deep.
Pain
I have no arms,
yet I can reach out,
I have no voice, but hear me shout,
I have no feel,
but trust me, I am very real.
I may be inane, perhaps insane,
I seek no fame,
But I have a name,
Pain,
and pain is my game.
Two Doors
The devil echoed
with an abrupt
tenor of threat,
God stood beside him,
in his dominating manner,
the devil stared,
as his demons glared,
measuring the night
as tempers flared,
and lost souls flailing in the light,
consumed for a moment,
with a cold chill.
It took all of God’s inner
resolve to stand still.
Two doors for human souls to enter,
one on the left, bright light,
the other on the right, dark night,
in the center of the room,
there stood a broken child,
a human child, one eye,
disfigured face,
a future for the human race.
The child represents
no more cleansing of all sins,
if evil wins.
There is only one choice,
enter the door with demonic roars,
or enter the door with an Angelic voice,
one choice, two doors.
Sky Crimes
Violent threats,
during these dangerous times,
they offer no regrets,
for these unthinkable sky crimes.
Snake Eyes
Like rolling the dice,
it was all in her head,
the baby rolled over,
not once, but twice,
and off the bed,
Snake Eyes!
And now he’s dead.
Dumped
No word spoken,
no movement,
just a simple token,
no doubt,
loneliness,
relentless,
without a calm,
maybe someday
maybe someway,
perhaps some other time,
but we were so closely aligned.
After Suicide
Her soul floated aimlessly,
death, she wondered,
will it be peaceful,
will it be calm?
She stole her own existence,
she stole her own life,
left behind in reality for her family to see,
was the blood stained knife,
and her answer to “ TO BE OR NOT TO BE!”
She Lived A Lifetime
She lived a lifetime,
and she had so much fun,
memories slipping,
and she doesn’t want to come undone,
She had fallen asleep reclined on the couch,
tea for one,
as her body shifted, and slouched.
There is an old cat next to her,
with tears in its eyes,
it too wants to die.
Her memories is all she wanted,
to live a lifetime and it’ll all be gone,
that’s cruelty and so wrong.
Why did God allow her to live so long?
She suddenly awakens,
and there is no one there,
alone to face death,
nobody cares.
She closes her eyes for one last time,
trying to hold the memories,
keeping it in her mind.
Now the memories were lost, fought to hold them at all cost,
no prevail as she dies in her sleep,
never realizing that her family were standing by her
lost in weep.
“ She didn’t know who we were?’
“No,” replied the doctor.
You raise your children until they are full grown,
but without memories you’ll die alone.
Betrayal
Her eyes wide,
her chin fell,
she couldn’t hide,
the hurt inside,
and he could tell,
that she wouldn’t understand,
why he was in bed,
with another man,
and this was her tale,
of another betrayal.
Politics
Watch,
as they slam the door,
but not on organizations,
or Lobbyists,
but on the poor.
Cold Breath
The infant whispered,
his cry for help,
cold breath,
silent death,
musty smell,
the parents couldn’t tell,
he weeps,
they sleep
chilly night,
cold heart,
bright light,
sadly it waits,
to be discovered,
black birds covered the sky,
no silent cry,
and there was no apparent reason,
they covered the moon,
as death lingered,
a cold breath,
and death loomed.
Darkness Moved
The demon threw a blow,
and fell off balance,
without nothing to show,
the white winged Angel
grabbed the striking hand,
took control,
took command,
and pulled the demon through the door,
a simple twist,
and he threw the demon to the floor,
the demon thought about the attack,
as he landed solidly on his back,
he stayed down just for a moment,
and gathered his legs beneath him,
and was prepared to strike,
the Angel stood evenly, wings arched and wide,
firm feet so there would be no loss of stride,
the demon drew back hist fist,
released a blood curdling hiss,
dark eyes full of anger,
and hatred made him explode,
but the Angel reached into the demon’s rotting flesh,
grabbed his lower spine,
and yanked it out like a tree vine,
the demon hesitated, trembling with effort to stand,
he held himself up and to maintain command,
he tried to keep his calm, but it failed,
the anger on his face, replaced with shame,
failure was not part of the plan, or part of the game,
his dark features went blank,
he fell forward to the ground,
a light thump, but a heavy pound,
and his death had the desired impact,
it was what started the attack,
in this holy war of the land,
but the white wing Angel felt that something wasn’t right,
there was no light coming in from the distant night,
darkness moved,
the air smelled of doom,
the feeling inside him was gloom,
The Angel just defeated the Devil’s son,
revenge...
Was the word that shot through his head,
and nothing could be done,
the Angel looked down,
toward the ground,
heart missing a pound,
as the demon’s dark eyes, red,
rotting flesh, with purpose,
beating heart, now dead,
revenge...
Enough said!
Changed
I kissed her lips,
clearly unsure,
as we stood
on opposite sides.
I kissed her lips
her ivory fangs displayed
and her eyes as cold
as a winter’s night.
I kissed her lips,
she touched my face,
human to demon
what a disgrace,
and once bitten,
I felt changed.