Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Skeleton Key

You know they’ll beat you
And you know they’ll fall
Bluffing and cheating
Their way through it all

A lonely leader
Laughing lost on his way
Drunk and dreaming
Of a victory

Does he know
That he’s beat in the end
And may never get a chance to ever
See it again?

What is shown
Through a chink in the fence?
And if he glimpsed it would it make a
Difference to him?

The feast is eaten
And the bones picked clean
But down down deep we’re all
Hungry indeed

A ghost is creeping
It shivers with need
A devil of a fellow holds a
Skeleton key

And he knows
Just what you want
But when you try to grab it then it’s
Nothing but gone

And you know
That you’re beaten again
Tempted into thinking this was
Different

The wind is blowing
Through a terrible street
You’re standing on a corner
And you’re thin and you’re weak

But something’s glowing
In back of your brain
The flower of a fire is
Unfolding again

And you know
The world is a lie
Invented by some people who don’t
Care if you die

And you know
You’ve got the right
To fight for your life every
Day you’re alive

You’ve got to know…



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