life
i am an egregious creature
my hands carry the weight of my mothers grief
my legs tied down by the burden of my father's sins
my eyes hold unspoken truths
that even the heavenly father would not breach
i am the consequence of generations
bonded not of love
but of something worse
the human condition
or is it the beauty of living so freely in darkness?
this has created me
me a person
where hands have freely touched
eyes shamelessly roamed
searching for a redemption i cannot offer
a hope i cannot promise
i hold love of a thousand stars
exploding in the night sky
my mouth bears the scars of words unsaid
lies freely told
i love she who created me
just as much as i cannot bear the man who made me
my head cradles the truth of a child
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