Untold

Poetry written by poet Nate Spears.

With closed palms
In a cold prayer
I witness a massacre of angels
In a New Town

Today's time is unknown
Tomorrow I declare throne
Sitting
Hoping
Wishing
You could see into this wrong
My prolonged unhappiness
is unborn.

The first minute
From the first start of my life
I was faced against the odds
Placed against my fears
A prisoner of my tears
But I'm still here
So I must go on

Descent lies within deceit
Power lies within defeat
A victim of my heritage
Witnessing the destruction of lives
Family and marriage

Adopting the ways of the Seminole
Running into new heights
Reflection on my strategy
Near the coastlines
Where most die

With a final desperate attempt of determination
I run my fingers through the traces of Satan
Exploring his mind
Exploring his design
Now with all my might and smarts
This devil must die
Through intelligent thought
Education and votes
The story must be told
To the unknown nation.

Author's Note

The story must be told to the unknown nation.