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by Don Matley

I am not one of them
I renounced my faith, my identity,
My very fellow human kind
Who lives for greed and pleasure
Who cannot help others;
Too busy helping themselves,
Who is a slave to vacant leisure
Who circumvents all the rules
Even at the risk to others.
Who cannot fathom the sense
Of fellow sisters and brothers.
Indeed I walk away from these throngs
Preferring to join the hogs and sows in mud, mire and slop
Rather than be mixed in a sea
Of their multitudinous hypocrisy.

I cannot bear it no more
No words convey my disdain and disgust.
I pretend not to be without faults
But clearly I do not belong,
I dance to a much different song.
I cannot indulge in feast anymore
While others are barred from that door
Leading to bread and water and clothes
And so much more.
I am gone
I am spent
Bereft of motivation.
I walk to the very edge of the shelf
And I spread my non-existent wings
And crash down on unforgiving rocks
Made gut red with my blood.
A selfish act indeed.


Posted on 06/15/2011
Copyright © 2020 Don Matley

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 06/26/11 at 12:11 AM

I think we all sometimes want to take that leap, especially in light of recent world events. Well stated Don.

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