Lets face it, humble I'm not. I am a poet, I know nothing else in this life. |
-Love Turned To Hate- by Keaton Foster It’s late Just a few words Nothing less Everything more Love turned to hate I won’t waste Any rhyme nor reason There is a time Just as there is a season Neither This is Always I’m between Always I’m someplace That I truly don’t belong Doing things deemed wrong Pissing off complete strangers Earning their unbridled anger Clearly I can hear their voices Across every ounce of darkness As many and as one they are chanting Melodramatic forms of the end Wishing them upon me For all that done via each line With my limited time For each of them there is a God One of silver linings One of cosmic collidings A god that will honor All that has ever been said All that has ever been confessed A deity that will never abandon them For me that is a mind job A twisting of all that I know And all that I alone am certain of For me there are other gods Ones of equal understanding Ones of variant circumstances Ones right here upon these pages I live each day for them I fight in every way for them What else could I do Absolutely nothing I’m sure Love turned to hate Is just what I say I’m sure others must repeat They are angrier than I I could never hold a flame To what they feel In the depths of their hearts Good, bad, or indifferent Matters less and less All that does matter Is what I say What I often express And how It violates what they alone Have come to see as just Because of that They Not me Nor any god of any choice Stand in the truest of judgment They condemn me with their replies They assure me of my own hell A place where I’ll rot away A point where I’ll turn Upon a spigot of crimson flame Where I’ll plead for forgiveness From a god that I So dared myself to ignore These words will be evidence Prima facie Used to convict me Because of my convictions They will never look any deeper Then the surface Of all that I’ve ever penned They’ll see what they wish What needs to be Whatever it will take For them to crucify me For believing in something that they Wholeheartedly disagree Love turned to hate Is something that I wish to convey To them and those unlike me I do what I was meant to do There can be nothing else Regardless of the ultimate price… Love Turned To Hate Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |