Missing Group
Being pulled from all sides in different directions,
with force so strong that can move a mountain.
These are ropes made of ego,masked with righteousness,
scented with entitlement and pride.
confused,worried,a little lamb,running and searching for haven.
Saw all the beautiful and colourful things,and ran into
abode of god.
shocked!!
with fear dripping off as sweat,saw some sharpening knives,
with prayer of peace on their lips.
Ran again for life into intellectual laboratory,white and clean.
People with coats to experiment on this.
Tears flowing,ran again ,this time to a place where it is revered and loved,
but saw its other friends who were neglected as they were not pretty or endearing.
Hoped people there would not be hypocritical/diabolical ,but they let others to deskin its other friends, for their luxury.
As a last resort,went to sceptics,people of isms and of different wings.
to its surprise ,shouting,ranting and with false righteousness and hardly baked truth,asking the lamb to jump on their side.
sensing danger ,fear in eyes with fast pounding heart,ran at speed of light.
so it thought.
As the legs were tiny and weak,fell on the ground.
Felt something around its neck,saw the entangled ropes so tight,
being pulled from all corners.
Gasped for breath,said a faint ,silent prayer in the heart.
Eyes searched for ism,which could save from these daggers,
but all it could see at a distance,limping and bleeding humanity,
with arms stretched which were tied and could hardly reach.
PS:This poem is about people in general,who belong to different ideologies,
trying to pull others in to their groups where humanity,love,empathy and care is missing.
Copyright © Kenisha Shines | Year Posted 2020
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