Ron Poetry - Abandon

An unclaimed, untarnished vessel,
Internal death settling in, reckoning, convincing my soul its unworthy,
Brings me through the years of the locusts
Out into the jubilee
With a muted voice raised
And reaching out with arms too fatigued
To embrace
The unjust reward
That has been paid upon me
When all I have earned
Is a place among the famished lions
So there I may suffer
At the clemency of those
Unfamiliar with the notion of mercy, forgiveness, sorrow
And only after I am ripped to nothing
Can I raise again
Three days have gone by everything still wrong, feeling like I don't belong, singing the same ole song, just singing it wrong.. I'm I to raise from the ashes..
A man whom once was strong has been stripped, bare self esteem vanished, starting over alone the way he has always, clinging to his name the only thing to identify him as a man. Abandon as a child, left as a teen, forgotten as a man dying alone unseen by angels. Where's home. Who will guide me home. Abandon again.

Ron Poetry

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