Judgement
Teeth and nail snarl!
Dirty colours coat the walls from outside
And in, not needing a reaction of shock
But the awe; the awe
Stains, and each sordid muscle, spasms
and strains, to just reach
"Don’t disturb!" soaks the strip of cloth
And the sweat; the sweat screams out
DON’T judge! Who are you
with your mocking eyes
I have screamed to the gods
For, an uncanny forgiveness
And not hearing, have been maimed
Inside and out
My hands reaching, and crying to just touch
To just touch
For a moment! Only a delicate moment
Could I believe…
Just believe
There is something, beyond all this!
I have screamed! Demanded silently
Make me believe
Make me look up and believe
But the sun hid my shadows
Of deep darkness
And you, you call me wrong
Unstable….but!
Copyright © Lorraine Ferns | Year Posted 2012
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