I Deserve It

The devils of anger

sit high on their thrones

throwing their gavels

and breaking my bones

I revert to the place 

where to me it began

Running and sinking

my feet in the sand 

The same face takes on 

so many forms

I seek peace 

in the wake of the storms

This shadow of hate 

follows closely behind

Hiding stealth then quickly 

raping what's mine

I gather the pieces 

to return to my chest

Perhaps you are right 

I deserve nothing less.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I was lucky. Had good support and good people around me. We were nit rich. We had time to laugh and talk. Poor children who are demanded to do more and cannot succeed. Abuse of words can knock them down. I believe each child is different. Need different ways to motivate. That is the reason for good teachers and parent. Photo made your words come alive. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote