Disdain
Born upon loving wings of scorn;
forced through amorous efforts to make my life adorn.
Told how to feel and how to proceed;
why won’t anyone listen to me?
Believe me, please!
I try hard, I really do;
but through hypocritical persuasion we’re forced to care only for you.
God, Allah, Yahweh, and Krishna alike,
to all of you I have called in my imprudent life.
Yet the only answer I have received, is not the one I need.
Copyright © Jeron Adams | Year Posted 2011
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