employee's dirge, a job near youA Poem by RuseInex
Look what they did to you, my beauty, my queen
you who have always stood strong for the truth, who empathized with the pain of others they attacked you after taking you in after speaking praise and sweet words of your work they did you in after the friendship you shared, of your grace shared, transparent and clean like a clear diamond glass they turned on you and trampled your pearls and when it suited their ins, they hatched a venomous vial of blood and spilled it upon your precious skin of a child for whatever reason for spawn of their hate i will not fully know, but with wisdom like that of a serpent, i well imagine, a few simple ploys of generous spite, envy and greed, and disdain without cause, thrown in for good measure such is the way the world guards its chests full of pride bootyfull treasures, with you and your kind being ransom for more of the kill but this I do proclaim, the crimes they committed were not just on you, but on humanity at large on your children and i they think they've escaped as they run on the fodder and fuel of mankind who've laid out the ground for civilization to thrive who've paid their own share of all of the dues, that keeps our communities running for the overall good i know they'll escape in the short term and far, but the justice of God that seems to mortals as usually running late, that he will recompense, he can handle it and not, like us implode i speak for you my precious, dear princess and queen shunned by the world and cast outside their ring, the one who made you indeed made them too, he has seen, he saw and he said, that vengeance is His i willingly yield my resentment and hate, for i do love as he, all of humanity, mercy is mine to give and to take dispensed unto they who mistreated you thus, i know what's at stake provided they pay by conscience at least for he died for the most vilest of beasts i remember to know how, your body became like a corpse i give and i yield to the will of our God and wait for his revenge, borne of impotence, all knowing wise i do not live to see others suffer, my heart breaks to see, flesh, blood and bones nailed to a tree your cheeks streamed rivers of blood as you repeatedly turned with the agony of a broken mind tormented by bullies assaults like these to all of our kin worldwide, has been from the beginning since the fall, to the present and far beyond to his coming, will constant endure, is too much for me to sustain, fills me with dread no, not just to you, my darling, dear wife, to this dedication, i humbly confess if it happened to anyone within my vision and feel, i would still care enough to exact a recompense, with a cry and a plea, great is the love who would die to make us free to the Great loving Judge who rules over all, for you i cry with the cries of agony, i heard in your voice, your night haunted dreams, your screams in the night, no employment law agency can ever erase as you relived the spite and the hate, in your subconscious spirit of state spawned as night terrors by the one who took you in, to employ you by praise, you handled it well, you met with trusting embrace your fellow co-worker groomed and prepared you for upcoming, well planned attack cast her 30 pieces of silver along for the ride to ensure her own warrant, for no question or loss ulterior motives dripping with dross, paved way for the psycho, polar madman head of the business, king of the coward to shed his benevolent cloak and don that of Hyde took you alone, like a lamb to the slaughter into his cave, bureaucratic and costly of precious oak, madman's boardroom, and proceeded assault on you with infamous words would that i had been there, he would not have survived, the sharpness of my righteous tongue would have sliced him to shreds and left him undone with mask and villainous sword, his armed guardsmen would have made short work of me i acquiesce, though i would gladly suffer at the hands of death for virtue, for honor, for you my love, given my freedom for you and no regret, for i surely know, even for his high horse, for his own sake, he would not go unpunished my soul shall rest with Your everlasting love © 2017 RuseInex |
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Added on March 26, 2017 Last Updated on March 26, 2017 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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