My Faith, I Question

Allegiances, they pledge; my side, theirs My trust, unconditional Acceptance preceding perfection Their appreciation shown, their truth unknown. With them, are my woes no more Unrestrained is my voice, in their presence Insults do we barrage, none to harsh Joy is embraced, smiles reflected. When my steps are unheard, their cloaks disappear My oppositions they sought, my closet they open The war incited, buried in yellow carnations Our fists, unclenched; my wounds too deep. Disloyalty, a constriction to my heart Their red hands, an intervention to my faith.