And Weariness Is My Name

verse from the gut

AND WEARINESS IS MY NAME

I have weathered wolves and deities,

fought horrors dreamt and real,

kept my word and my identity,

though the system bade me fail.

I have championed my brother,

taken succor with the weal,

sourced my secret tides for good and ill,

bore my pain beyond the pale.

I have rendered unto god and man

the body of my pride,

till nought remained to mark that space

where faith and fact collide.

And Honesty is my guide.

I was written on this rock to bleed,

consigned to sweat and soil,

a thing unique in cloth and creed,

made common by the seams.

Like all my peers, resigned to chance,

to tedium and toil,

I cut my teeth on circumstance,

and lost my way in dreams.

Yet while I breathe I pledge to rise,

to march and never yield--

Equality, my driving cause,

Resolve, the spear I wield.

And Dignity is my shield.

I have battled man’s disdain of man,

have argued every view;

a noble goal that took its toll:

my final days are few.

With broken cross and broken back

I’ve come to common ground,

to trade this light for entropy,

to lay my candle down.

I am he: I am Humanity,

in all his pride and shame.

Black, white, yellow, red or brown:

unlike, yet all the same.

And as I near that vile pit

to quit this passing flame,

with one last leap of faith I claim

the soil whence I came.

And Weariness is my name.

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Out Of The Whirl

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Author's Note

Not doggerel. Soulful, meaningful verse.