I am here, in this life, in this way, for a very specific reason. |
-I Have A Voice- by Keaton Foster Absurd Words Lines Such whines Poetic time Brilliantly penned Obtuseness’s Indefensibly Indefensible Ill timed Half assed A swift kick When I’m down On the ground Looking up I see this world Not for what I wish But for what it is Clarity is my gift Uncertainty my curse Always am I Wanting to know more My brain shudders Because of much My callous heart Beats along Living its own song I have a voice Allegorical Are these lies Just words An obsession Of mine I write to live And live to write I spell it all out Meaning Context Clue And just a smidgen Of various absolutes God So far above created me I like to think I know All his intentions What a madman He gave me meaning Some purpose Then refined it all Put it in a blender And held down puree He took me up high And dropped me down He watched me fall Under lip He whispered This is going to be good Like a car crash Like a train wreck Someone’s about to suffer He couldn’t look away He wanted more A real sadomasochist What fun is creation Without destruction You give a boy Sticks and stones He’s gonna hit people With one And pelt them With the other I am his abomination His pet experiment Off the rails In the ditch Going sideways Down a straight line It’s gonna be good For most but me Tortured is this soul Both saved And thrown away I must find my own way Back to his good graces Back to his kingdom Of magical things Where the dead live Where all that we miss Is easily found If and when No longer Will there be pain At least that’s what The brochure says To get back there Back to that Eden I must go through hell I must stand at The alter of humankind And preach like this I have a voice Some hear me Some understand me Few send me praise Much more offer me Greater grotesqueries They warn me Of my tedious ways They assure me that I And not them Will burn within The fires of hell They try to win my heart By offering me a cure But to what ails me There is none I am unredeemable By anyone or anything But myself I must pass the test Or brilliantly fail it I have a voice And God be dammed I’m gonna use it Whatever comes from that I am more than prepared To accept I don’t need much to live All that I really need Is just a blank page An idea And the guts To see it through In time I’ll be forgiven Or I’ll be further forsaken I’m not afraid Nor will I ever be I have a voice And I’ll use it What I say What I mean Are not a choice I alone make… I Have A Voice Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2016. |