Musings, Reflections & Poetry: 2011

Ulcer

A story that began at an altar

But ended beyond the pyre

While his heart he did surrender,

For the promise of a wonder

It kept him waiting for ever

Subjecting him to torture

He fell in the nether

Over and over

Wishing for a saviour

But there was his lover

Watching him going under

In the unflickering fire

Her eyes manic with pleasure

He saw her rancor, so bitter

And as she broke into laughter

Then came the reaper, looking for fodder

Re-routed

I ask of me:

What would I be?

A beast in a cyst?

Would I even exist?

Enclosed and pulsating,

Stretching my membrane

Taut from fear of exploding again

Being spilt and unable to breathe in

All that would probably be,

Were it not for that lady

Goals redefined and a life found,

To her, I am eternally bound

Crystalline

Lost in a world where wrong rules over right,

Nobody cares to see our plight

Born devoid of want,

We stand here, still vivant and gaunt

The void devours us, regurgitating our remains

In our chest, the emptiness reigns

There's nobody around when we hit the ground

The world moves on, not a helping hand, none

No purpose whatsoever to this damned existence

For there's no place for an unstained conscience

This is today's society, look and you will see

For though we are alone, we are not tainted to the bone

So reflect upon your actions and repent,

Before the torment makes you lament

To this we say "Amen" and may you be part of the ascent

And not amongst those heading for the descent

Ulcer

Re-routed

Crystalline

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