ABSENT CONVICTION
Just ask why:
Do you even know what that question really means?
why me lord...what have I done to warrant such pain and remain unclean
Why do you protect those that continue down the wrong path
Selling drugs n counting money off death…and still not know 5th-grade math ?!
Sitting alone in the dark…questioning my sanity through the eyes of zealots
The cop out so common…it shares lies and dreams built on pallets
I swear I’m somebody dying…but I just can’t figure out who
The little girl inside me crying…uncaring...and without a clue
Tell me…who do I have to be…in order to pass this test
I’m tired of collapsing in torment…my soul...now a hornet’s nest
They can sit in church on Sunday…go home…hit a blunt and fly ?!
I refuse to fake my belief…sitting there…just to get by
My sanity won’t permit the utter strength… in such a lie
What‘s empty in me…can’t be filled with the flower of words
Bible thumping…preachers praying…still molesting boy’s n girls ?!
My ache is much deeper than the sins that put it there
No room left to hide...or escape the hope…buried in despair
My home barren except for an echo…valiantly shouldering the blame
I‘m ready to give in…as the devil’s hand …resembles the same
My mirror reflects the opposite side of me…forever casting a shadow on my reality
My steps falter in quicksand…swallowing what’s left, in its entirety
This crazy maze of life…has to have an out
There is way too much ignorance…proudly floating about
"God is trying to tell you something"…the choir loudly sings
The congregation mimics…with their minds on other things
Watching the sinners and co-signers…stomping Amen in spiritual release…PLEASE
I choose to be ME and selfish…following my very own path, to peace
No apologies entertain my truths…too honest or too proud
I find I Have no stomach left…for the insanity…sweltering in the crowd
© C. Lyght 2011
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