I ponder
I sit and stare
The gleam of sorrow shines
from about the stars of sadness' shadows
Each lash glistening with it's own tiny drop
of woe's water
My face, blushed and bloated
Burns within it's own enshroudment of pain
and my sad and sour voice sighs it's burdened gasps
over-flowing with it's own self-torture
Unbridled cries from within my heart bellow from within my soulonly to be heard by the demons that feast upon my now forgotten ego
and I find no rest
no food to ease this hunger
This hunger of love
This hunger of peace
So I starve
I shrink
and I shrivel with the very sadness I seek to console
So help m God, to remove
this evil arrow so devilishly in my side
Take this spiteful spear from between my eyes
and toss it to the sea
this ocean
this river of misfortune
And help me GodTo dry this flood of saddened memories
and dispose of them from my brain
So that they themselves can drown in their own sins of misuse
I felt the wind upon my face
I smelled the soft fragrance of your roses
so show me your pretty garden
with a pretty fountain in the center
I'll ride upon your ivory horse
and never feel this sorrow again
I'll fall asleep to dream of love
of happiness
of peace among your toys
and take a labored breath
and feel the last trickle of sanity
pour from the corner of my eye
Only to wake up
again to this wretched demon
To fail in his eyes
and his own merciless heart
To be the brunt of his decision
miserable
and
broken
I'll remain
But my place is with you
and I have my patience
and my faith
and I know
You will not allow me to suffer
to be tortured
to be disregarded as a fool
and a failure
Because Humanity isn't intelligent
even with our cures and our governments
and our leaders and our miracle diets
and our Nobel prizes
and our mindless creatures of steel and plastic
Even with our charities
and churches
our love stories
our rehab
our teachers
and our cable
So reach out
and touch us, Lord
Rekindle our lost Faith's flame
Never again to be doused by selfish abandon
and exclusive cliques
The blue of the sky
reminds me why
Why I'll get up tomorrow
To see the face
To feel the embrace
to hear the words
of a mortal angel
you made just for me
And I rest
in peace

04/02/2002

Posted on 04/02/2002
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