Short Dishonored Poems

A sinner's cross I climb
In derision planted, dry
His tracks undried yet lingers clean
I drench in remorse serene

Vinegar I lap
Vinegar his lips declined
In a corner lonley life expelled
I shall, into the host, incline

Midst merciless foreign eyes
A body dishonored falls
Harsh, the sentence to my guilt
My Jesus, embrace this soul....

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As I traverse this spiritual wilderness 
Seeking solace, a dwelling place 

There is something I must tell 
I am held captive in disgrace 

Drowning before you 
Embracing this cycle of sin 

Oh supreme one,
 
Restore my shattered sense of self 
Mend the seams of my tattered faith 

Or else I perish in ignorance, 
Dishonored and in disarray...

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My fathers pride as well as his fathers unquestioned
and now as knife is held to top knot I question respect
Is that not the very same thing that has robbed me of my life
I have been bound to those who have dishonored me
and loved those I have disgraced
In a simple motion the top knot is cut and I am no longer bound
The sun sets and I know now that my days are
no longer in stone My story is no longer the fates to tell...

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Into my hands
my future has been molded
surrounded by dreams
drowned by lies
 Pictures of my reality
resemble a drink
in a blender
chaos rests here
 Torn between
what is and what could be
from my toil my hands bleed
 Trying to fine reason
 a world of black and white
when hope appears to be lost
When one one is favored
and another dishonored
 Trying to understand this world
is it real or dream
the heartlessness of man
is beyond all reason...

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