The Worst We All Feared

 

 

Do you really think,

Do you really think that you

Are allowed a place in Heaven -

     After all you have seen,

After all you have experienced,

Do you really think you will

Take these memories with you??

 

     What is left of us,

What is there that goes beyond

The place we are tortured?

More than that,

Why are we tortured at all?

 

As much as try,

We cannot deny our way of

Being is wrong,

Do you feel this existence

Will be wanted amongst

Angels and Saints,

Do you feel the faint heart

Of compassion dying inside

As each child cries in adulthood??

 

     It’s not just bombs and grenades

That amputate, castrate and severe

Each victims head,

It is not just the sum

Of all wars,

It’s not just voodoo,

     It is the cruelty

We teach each other,

 

     Are you wondering why

There are those that kill

Their own family,

     It is because they have learned

This way be an unfortunate way

Where we’re all,

Treated like animals we eat,

 

     I am sighing,

Expelling the same air

We all breathe,

I am crying too

For all that bleed

Be it in spirit or blood,

And I know within

Being schizophrenic to a point,

     THERE ARE FORCES AT PLAY

YOU JUST DON’T WANT TO KNOW.

 

     I have been placed under thorny crown

But there, the sharpness feels

Comfortable,

     Yet,

The scalping I felt,

The scalping that took away breath,

Makes me sorrowful of all

That experience this world.

 

     I cannot wait to die,

My children live on

But I have been tortured

To the point I don’t care

Both for heaven or hell,

     And all I can say

To a callous God that

Doesn’t undertake

The role of protectorate;

     Spend some time here

And pity the fellow

Whom through no fault

Of their own,

Becomes at the mercy

Of cruelty that most

Don’t understand,

 

This is the hell,

This is the prison we all fear,

This is denial of human his life,

This is the existence

That dries away tears.

 

 

Michael J Waite 27^th April 2013.