Savages

Savages

A Poem by Kena Dawn Augustine

Savages

The sting of your words concentrated
at my left temple,
As cold as a barrel
awaiting the blow.
These wounds have torn me apart.
So many hands have
Snatched away my substance until
all I am reduced to is bone.
Savages,
cave dwellers,
ready to run like a cannibal
With my heart
in your hands.

How can I go on aiming my arrows in midair?
Hitting nothing,
going nowhere,
relentless but hopeless.

My identity is formed in your merciless hands
and ignorant eyes
which see beyond the petty and toxic names
you throw at me.

Didn’t I coax your wounds?
Wasn’t I there?
Didn’t I let you lay your head on my lap,
and tickled your back?
But now I realize you eat your two helpings
of manipulation and a vindictive
Side, cleaning the plate.
And with your belly full
you are fully aware
of how to trap me.

Why did I even tell you my past?
Expose my vulnerabilities?
I wanted to share so much,
I knew it would last.
But if trust is thrown around
like a grenade in the summer wind,
It will blow in my direction.
Annihilate trust for good, rip apart my soul.

You are uncivilized
While I am civilized
You are unpolished and ferocious
While I am polished and kind.
You are a savage
And I am an angel.
And one day you will be reduced to the filth
you walk on
While I will ascend to the sky
you will never see…

Kena SunGoddess Dawn 2010

© 2014 Kena Dawn Augustine



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Author's Note

Kena Dawn Augustine
Hot huh? I spit some fire in this one.

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Call a spade a spade.
Yes, we feel foolish at times when we trust others who take advantage of our generosity of spirit. Still, it is not the one who gives who is foolish. It is foolish to think you can go on taking and spoiling without consequence. The day will come, sooner or later, when the pure of heart will ascend and the foul ones will reap their reward as well.
This reads familiar to me... Well spoken and liberating thought.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Call a spade a spade.
Yes, we feel foolish at times when we trust others who take advantage of our generosity of spirit. Still, it is not the one who gives who is foolish. It is foolish to think you can go on taking and spoiling without consequence. The day will come, sooner or later, when the pure of heart will ascend and the foul ones will reap their reward as well.
This reads familiar to me... Well spoken and liberating thought.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Intense and powerful. Fire and nails turned into words. Well done.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Kena Dawn Augustine

3 Years Ago

thanks Rob! That is exactly what I was going for, as I was super angry when I wrote this.
awesome word play! Very cool gurl ;)

Posted 6 Years Ago


you describe a very rude awakening, and i admire the unicity of your style.
i like the way you insult your foe, and the brutality with witch you describe the way you became victim.



Posted 7 Years Ago


Poems regarding someone the writer once trusted are often complicated by lingering emotions(usually rage) but it was with the grace of a ballerina that you navigated your way thru to express the disappointment and the eventual acceptance of the offender for just who they are/was good or ( and in this case it's definitely) bad

Posted 7 Years Ago


A very expressive and emotional writing ! Good of the soul I was feeling your emotion in here as I read and also vivid Imagery an excellent write and sadly truth about people and who deeply they can hurt us and break us and sometimes not even knowing it but also repeatedly with concern to our emotion.

LM

Posted 7 Years Ago


Whoa! This really is amazing. The contrast you drew was so sharp, like a serrated blade! I kept marking lines I thought would be my favorite and you led me to another. You used long lines and short lines, but still held a rhythm together with great flow. I bow down to you - Polished and Kind (like your writing)!

(a fan)
Ferocious.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hey Kena I know we talk about being connected through our poetry. You have siad from time to time are styles are the same. Well that may have been the case back then but you are in another ball field playing now. This piece is amazing. I am watching you bloom right before my eyes. You are making me reach deeper into my soul and pull out some things. Great poem. Your style has me understanding why I refer to mmyself as the lost rose because i can't touch you

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

absolutely AMAZING!!
once again you have captured a deep raw emotion and heartbreak in your poem. I feel I can relate to this, so many people break a persons trust each day, throwing it back in their face. One day they will know the depth of their hurt.
I loved the ending. "you are a savage, And I am an angel"
I can almost sense an anger in this, ferocious even but definately a growing strength within the victim of the broken trust.

Once again your writing amazes me :)
Keep writing
~Wandering Soul~ xx

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

thanks guys, for the wonderful reviews! yes, i was mad that day. i was talking about ANOTHER man who broke me down and i wanted to dump my frustrations on paper, you know what i'm saying? lol

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Kena Dawn Augustine
Kena Dawn Augustine

Seattle, WA



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Writing is my catharsis, my way to bridle my emotions. I am an intense person and being an artist, I see life through a different set of lenses, and many can not comprehend my view on life. Kena me.. more..

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