I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO HATE.......

I’m not supposed to feel the pain

and hate. I should be grateful

for tangible memories,

as though indeed there were those

to savour in the bitterness

of being dismembered

as a person and tossed

to the mocking wolves.

No, I choose to speak

out and gain my freedom

in declamatory words,

not flinching from the truth

that breaks up the status quo

as a sharp-bladed plough

through desiccated soil.

I will no longer shadow-box

like a crazy marionette,

knowing that others pull the strings.

I’ve cut my way out of the cell

of my own deception, and entered

the real world of hope which

stretches out before me

and I can breathe the pure air

which fills my lungs with life.

I will leave those places where

I was lost to fear, nurtured

by familiar voices who knew me

from birth and taunted my every step.

I will go where I can never be found

by my enemies - to a land of love,

which they do not recognize

and therefore scorn with all

their might, but I’ll not wait for them

to change or pretend to change.

Reviews

[Adam Whitworth]

good words here, i like it