The Rebellious Man

The Rebellious Man




If love was meant to be
Dare he stand before his own soul
And deny it

Will he risk his broken heart

Should he turn aside from the path of breaking
And the making of destiny
Call fate in an inconstant hand

And rebel at being dragged kicking and screaming
From his peaceful world
Than have to face the anguished and raptures of love

Dare he risk his mended heart

Though he may end in the grey faceless world
Would it have been better
To have waved his banner and made his stand

Can he risk his rebellious heart

The final emptiness of all his endeavors is looming
The last lines of romanticism and poetry
Sucked from his marrow

To escape the rebellion of love
And pin his blindfold donkey’s tail of words
To a thoroughly kicked Ass 

Does he risk the cracks in his own plasterwork

The battalions of emotions assault every barricade
Scramble over the beautifications beatitudes 
Hungry dogs of their own salvation

They leave him naked
To struggle upon the win or lose
And in a T-shirt muse he is proclaimed

Should he risk his win or lose of her heart

Or bow upon acceptances knee
With fair judgment judge so fastidiously
Lay bare his warrior heart for all to see

Carry on the fight through the trench wrought fields
Merely to save a rose from hell

Should he risk his own; to the win or lose of her heart
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Smalling Avatar
May 19, 2009 at 10:08 AM
Doubt they say is the quest of faith ... ambiquity the knowledge of self ... courage the gift of the gods ... a man who carry them in one vessel is called a poet ... and a great one you are!
Winter Avatar
May 19, 2009 at 5:54 AM
Life, so they say, is nothing without taking risks. I agree with Christie in this reminding me of it is better to have loved and lost...So, although it is easy for someone on the sidelines to say go for it, it is what I say. It is most likely what I would do. Always excellent Colin. If you sent your work to a publisher, they would no doubt offer to pay you. I am quite serious. Your loyal fan, Shar
Higgins Avatar
May 18, 2009 at 11:21 AM
The rebellious nature in us all love to go for the impossible...this write has filled my mind with a lot to think about..deep and well written...thanks for the comments.
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