Outcast

A Poem by Not here

Makeup, nice hair, pretty eyes;

Show offs, ball rooms, just a lie.

Look over there, take your time.

I just think they're living high.

"They're so fine! They should be enshrined!"

But all I see is a refined confinement.

A weak alignment of supine entitlements.

Wanna be like them? Well you'll have some consequences.

I used to be them, I used to love

the splendor, popularity, and stupid high.

Every single day and every single night

I used to be among them while they did their time.

They never get in trouble, they "never" misbehave.

Or maybe they just never get caught in the shade.

We here on the outside, they love to call us shady.

But being shady means they don't feel bad when they betray me.

I'm sure you've been betrayed. Back-stabbed? Not saved?

They love to throw us in the water and giggle as we drown.

Hysterically cackling as we continue down.

How heartless are those b******s who love the dreadful sound?

We're standing here, worse for wears, but altogether okay.

Nothing they could ever do will daunt us. It's our day.

The sun is rising overhead, the birds are singing grand;

but in the end I know we will have to go to a new land.

But now here we are today: outside and all alone.

We're the cast outs from the people with whom we used to make our home.

The only thing we know as we watch them living fast,

is that we are and will forever be the cast-outs and the outcast.

© 2015 Not here

Author's Note

This is for everyone who has ever been abused, beaten, betrayed, hurt, broken, ashamed, afraid, treated wrongly, or suffered any kind of wrongdoing.

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Demii

I really like reading your writing, you have a lot of passion, and voice in your words. I like the reality that it points out about a lot of thing, even things people may not see or understand but it still happens. I look forward to more work! Send me a read request when you post something new. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago

Coyote Poetry

I don't know. Real love is forever. Kids test parent. Parent test kids. Always been and always will.
"They never get in trouble, they "never" misbehave.
Or maybe they just never get caught in the shade.
We here on the outside, they love to call us shady.
But being shady means they don't feel bad when they betray me."
I learn by living too long. Concern, forgiveness and open door for family. Key to a good life. No-one is perfect. All of us will test life. Outcast or shady. Life are just lessons. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 9 Years Ago

closed

very good social commentary
the class system

the popular kids, the societal rejects
its always there

good write

-Dream

Posted 9 Years Ago

Mila

Wow! There is so much truth in these words, and so many people can relate to them. This poem reminded me of so many people that I know, it's crazy. Well done!