Brilliantly Stated Omissions of Hatred

-Brilliantly Stated Omissions of Hatred-
by
Keaton Foster



These are mine
No one else’s
Just opinions
Barely turnable facts
I have plenty of others
Opinions that is
I am sure that I am wise
Do I know more
Than I should
How and the hell
Could I possibly know
These are my
Brilliantly stated
Omissions of hatred
Pointing my crooked finger
At an angle
Not quite perpendicular
Screaming, God above
And darkness below
All that you’ve done
Or failed to do
Has burdened me
And my very soul
I don’t know who to blame
So both of you will bear
The brunt of my ways
The turnstile of my shame
Many have come into my life
They spend time getting to know me
And the intricacies of my disease
Many more, far more than ideal
Quickly leave once they know
Of all that my heart grows
Alone will and has always been
My true home
My prison of skin and bone
Sentenced to life
While waiting upon death
Will I go to Heaven
I spoke the words
I told all the right lies
Convincing I was
Persistent I have become
Will I go to Hell
Such a place cannot be
In any realm other than
The one in which we all reside
So to go there would only mean
To remain here
Will the Lord hold me close
Or will he cast me further into doubt
Will the Devil rip me apart
Or will he leave me as one
Such proponderous things
Need not be answered
They make little to no difference
The end will be the same
Regardless of the next game
Such superlative questions
Hold no obtainable weight
They mean nothing to me
And I’m the one asking
Brilliantly stated
Omissions of hatred
Is all that I have for certain
They are mine, just like these words
So seemingly absurd
I will be held accountable for each one
Who will be judging me is unknown
Who will be tallying up my sins
Means nothing within my game
I am and have always been playing to win
At the price of everything
Even if everything feels like nothing
In time God or the Devil will hold me
But for now I am holding onto myself
In every way that seems possible…



Brilliantly Stated Omissions of Hatred
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.