#sacrificed
Can I call you my unfulfilled wish?
For I longed for you with every breath, dreamed of you in countless nights.
Your presence lingered in every thought, your absence echoed in every heartbeat.
I envisioned our moments, delicate and divine, loved you in silence and in secret.
You became the prayer upon my lips, the desire woven into my soul.
I yearned for your every sense, every touch, every emotion.
I pursued you relentlessly, shed tears in the hope of your embrace.
I sacrificed my joy, endured pain to protect you.
I crossed every boundary to see your smile, poured my very essence into offering you happiness.
Oct 25, 2024
Oct 25, 2024 at 5:00 AM UTC
I saw your face when I heard the news
I cried too because you were so nice
I swear, I thought you were an angel.
I didn't know you, but you touched me
You sacrificed yourself for this man
That is why you are up in heaven.
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 7:43 PM UTC
let me rant awhile
for what good it may do
to open the valve
if only briefly
for as one wave
after another
of sheer indignity
is reported
survivor guilt
courses through me
yet even this
was not mine to choose
for I don't happen to
have been born
Jewish
or black -
and that doesn't make me
more -
or less -
worthy of dignity
but I can observe closely
what it is like
to be pilloried
and persecuted
for one's peaceful contacts
and communications
holding personal beliefs
at odds with a regime
and a rage
courses through me
on contemplating
'man's inhumanity to man' -
though written long ago
that the world would be so,
where hatred would replace
kindness, love, empathy
I deplore the way
an ideology
of one disturbed,
possessed person
can lead to millions
donning a uniform,
henceforth labelling
one sector of humankind
'persona non grata'
to be mercilessly pursued
in legitimized genocide,
even savaging
little children
frightened lads
caught on the run
made to hold arms
for food
mamas with babes in arms
forced to watch them
dashed to pieces
then buried alive underground
their infant cries still heard
while their mothers were ***** -
as beleaguered, beautiful Estonia
was brought to it's knees...
and I weep and rant
feel knives in my gut
blood pulsing swift -
then take hold of myself
seek to understand,
if that be possible,
even a smidgen
of such distorted thinking
to delve into the mind
of a hateful deviate
for but a moment
and remain intact
so I scan his written mantra
and come to see that
all deeply held convictions
must have at its core
RESPECT
lest it attract the weak
and easily led,
or those forced into submission
seeking to simply stay alive
and they find themselves
taking part
in a forest fire
of polluted propaganda
a flood of merciless
devastation,
while their deluded leader
continues to spout forth venom
in the distorted notion
that they would actually
be acting in society's
best interests
or worse still:
'in the name of God'
(Acts 5:39;
Hosea 4:1-3)
Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 5:30 AM UTC
You were the smallest baby when you were born
How could we have guessed you'd be such a thorn?
You put the twinkle in our eye
It reminds me daily when I look at my thigh.
I hate moments we argue, hate when we fight
You have been so wrong but mostly you're right
Can't imagine giving birth to a child
You sacrificed lots to make sure I smiled
I dedicated life to my daughter
Little did I know that would stupidly start some slaughter
Now you go begin life on your own
I stand back watching how much you have grown
Very confident and bold
More valuable than silver or gold
I did not ask to be brought into this world
Hands tiny, innocently curled
So much time has passed since then
Now you're not just my mom, you're my best friend!
Raising you taught me so much
With more ahead in store
Every day that passes I
Love more and more
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 9:24 AM UTC
When they see their off spring being lifted out of their place
Hung by their tail, they squeal and cry for their parents recuse, their heart's race.
Devastation stings their round soft ears as they run for their baby's call
But as they see the hand raise their child over their height of limitation, their hopes and dreams fall...
It was too late... SMACK went the poor, frail body and skull of the little one...
The hand quickly slammed it against the table... Now knocked out...no way to escape or run
SNAP The two fingers forced its neck bone to submit to their strength
The parents time of grief and mourning had no length
Frozen shock is the only expression that defines their baby mouses face
In a Blank stare of horror as the blood dripped from their once beloved babies lips... leaving a ****** taste
They scurry away in disbelief to gather the rest of their kin
that still remain alive...
Because they'll never know who will be up next... to be forced to give up their life... and die
Because... Something always has to be sacrificed... in order to keep something else alive...
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC
My lover hid me under his wings
Away from my unpleasant fears
That he'd rather drown and break his fist
Than see me wear another ring
Yet I don't love my lover
And there's not a reason why
His fragile heart will scatter
For that I should die
My love doesn't love me
Well that's the truth I didn't see
He tempted my soul to leave purity
And as I take a step, little do I know
I was the devil all along
Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 5:03 AM UTC