Living SacrificeA Poem by DarkPoet
Living Sacrifice
Often they take parts and pieces of me For I must gradually die living for them to keep living My sweat,my blood, my time,thought s the eyes can't see They don't care they just keep receiving I ask myself:how did it all start? Sometime ago when a child's welcoming hug was rewarded with a painful knock And a dirty resounding slap! For curiously dismantling the wall clock,spillling water on the rug How dare it demand the affection and attention Which was not earned through intentions and actions It had to act prim and proper To be worthy enough to be the father's daughter So I learnt from my founding sources That I was worthless without useful resources It wasn't enough to just be a human being I had to give more,to be loved,valued and seen Folks ride me like Aladdin's magic carpet I should protest but I lack strength I stay quiet Religion tells me to strive to be gentle,kind and meek To not fight,retaliate but turn the other cheek I stay still watching as they exploit my sincerity, rape my innocence Abuse my kindness,mock and merry at my absence. Exploiting the limiting mental edifice Useful to others and life as nothing more than a living sacrifice! #musingsforherfromher#....#darkpoetry#...#darkpoet# © 2018 DarkPoet |
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Added on November 24, 2018 Last Updated on November 24, 2018 AuthorDarkPoetLagos, NigeriaAboutLife is short Capturing my thoughts All is dark with an occasional glimpse of the sun By my words I may or may not be remembered after I am gone more..Writing
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