Living a Life

What a joke.

Chained,

as if for eternity,

waiting to be stained,

or caned;

forgone dignity --

harvested of his essence,

abused of his fertility --

a self-deemed transcendence;

yet, the fall of humanity.

(Life,)

In progress or in production,

both real and unreal,

revelation and hallucination;

common is the damnation,

an unforgiving seal,

for light they blight,

and meal they steal;

pathetic, this unsightly sight.

Reviews

[Emily]

Lovely poem!
Keep it up!!