Steve Voorhees Poet Free verse

The Benefactors

Human nature can be so fickle...
  ...So vain,  as it pumps through vein
Sorrow seeps in the morning mourning
 this valid emotion is heart hurt in motion
We speak of devotion...but seldom
  act the part, as selfish gain rips this apart

Jealousy rips each way it runs
  Engulfing those who lack the funds
This is no fun...This is strictly business
...who is this?  The mirror images erode
We robbed each other breaking the code..
a twisted oath of thieves-
                    honor never more
Tricks fell from their sleeves-
                    as they bolted out the door

Backs get stabbed in this part of town
  Ambitous souls get shot right down
Lies get told like breaths are breathed
 I bite my tongue as anger seethed
My tongue now bleeds--they collect and flee
Set sail west to an unchartered sea

Bitter is the taste of misplaced trust
  Iron resolve dissolved with disgraced rust
Guilt does not consume them
   But anguish devours me-

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Keith Bickerstaffe January 23, 2009 at 5:46 AM Whenever large, (or even small), estates come up for settlement is when the ravening dogs raise their ugly heads... the worst of the 'I, me, my' behaviour. Well done Steve! Best wishes, Keith

Lucinda Bulger January 23, 2009 at 5:15 AM :) yeah, what you said..lol, there is much truth and wisdom in this write, very flowing with a sense of profoundness. Very deeply written and I appreciate this work of yours because of the magnitude it speaks...Have a wonderful day, Love, Lucinda

Christopher Higgins January 23, 2009 at 4:59 AM You are such a wonderful talent Steve with words. I have only read you a few times and everytime I come away feeling like I have just read something profound and moving. Great job friend.

Laurie Ginn January 23, 2009 at 4:03 AM Guilt does not consume them but anguish devours me, I have read this over and over it just kinda sticks inside me. Its so hard not to become frozen in total disillusionment today. Okay now Im depressed. ughh, Laurie

Kristin Reynolds January 23, 2009 at 3:23 AM Well, count me in the lacking funds crowd. maybe one day we will know what it's like to feel total freedom. love the flow and continum to this poem, love, Kristin