CONSIGNED TO OBLIVION

Forgotten...

CONSIGNED TO OBLIVION

I feel trapped like a rodent outside the cage,
Being on the other side of the bars feels out of place.
Rob me of my freedom, shackle me in flight,
Rob me of my sense of being, greet me with a ball and chain,
And you call me vain!
You, playing the part of the sadist insane,
Getting off on using me, abusing me…
Accusing me of this and that, mostly that.
Throw me around like a rabbit you pulled out of a hat.
What is a man to do wandering around like a bat?
A broken sonar not worth a damn.
Unable to find my way, like signal smoke I begin to fade.
You’re enjoying this aren’t you?
You fulfill your fantasies through my eyes,
A masochist in disguise put me behind the iron curtain,
The cold of the steel playing tag with my heart.
I spread my wings and protrude the walls of this black hole.
Off these wings I discharge the sins,
A bittersweet dissolution, I’m granted absolution but, for what?
Your transgressions and infractions,
Your slips and falls?
How long did you plan to let me drift the halls?
You want me in the cage because it makes you feel safe,
A barrier between you and I.
Your finger on the trigger and a lunatic by your side,
Purposely serving without a purpose, a brute of your design.
My inner self long gone I refer to the paintings on the wall,
Reminding myself of the better…warmer…then…
Like a season past and memories that vanish with weather,
This schism purging the hatred that brought us together.
Abolished freedom, a faint light imprisoned forever and ever.
Now a wounded soldier I return to the rust and the cold,
I am no longer the captain of my soul,
I am and always will be, lost in the fold.

Author's Note

Published in the "No Apologies: Poetry For The Uncensored Soul" anthology found here:

http://www.amazon.com/No-Apologies-Poetry-Uncensored-Soul/dp/1452889562/ref=sr_1_16?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1282840207&sr=8-16

Awarded "SPITN HOT FIRE!!!" (1s place) in the following contest:
http://www.writerscafe.org/contests/Spoken-Word/11745/

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

the tragic splintered fragments of the self arrange themselves in heartrending array through the dusky battlefield of your poem~ here the silent heart still screams and the rusted mind weeps~ mourning the innocence before the sound of bullets touched the sky and ripped the air to pieces like elemental pockets of pain displaced~ powerful and deeply moving writing~

[Natalie]

This reminded me of a monologue of some sort. Loved the similes.
" I am no longer the captain of my soul,"
This has got to be my favorite line out of the whole poem. Not sure why but it just jumps out of the page. The emotion was so strong...it was great.

[nickchidiac]

damn cool, i really like the sort of ranting quality to it, like writing kind of relieved you by getting it out somehow. i can relate to that.

[Sports Girl]

This was so good.

[Alexandria]

I specialy loved this poem
so strong and filled with so much emotions
that made me want to read more and made me understand the writers point of view
"You fulfill your fantasies through my eyes,
A masochist in disguise put me behind the iron curtain,
The cold of the steel playing tag with my heart."
that was probably my favorite line
beautiful metahphores as well through out the whole poem
amazing from starts to finish

[Brad]

couldn't have said this alienation any better...spoken bitterly as if spat into the face of your overseers...snap snap, brother

[Coyote Poetry]

I was lucky in my life. My mother moved 12 times and I went to so many school. I never got attached to anything. The Army life was a great pleasure. Moving to a new place every two years and seeing new places and things. I understand your poem. In the end I came back home to Detroit. Where my base of my life was. It is hard to find your place when you come into a new town. I like the ending. Powerful lines to finish your excellent poem off.
Coyote

[dovetailer]

it's a special blessing when others confide in us...let us in...bare their soul in trust...listen to what you say...give your words weight nd way...
equally a curse when you find the door that was always open to you...barred...
entrance revoked...and then you feel the separation...because all along you were doing the same...
hard to understand "why?"...but harder to understand what you will do next...
Your thoughts were clear from beginning to end...I could appreciate your pain...your sense of loss...it made me ache...
I'm wondering about using "masochist"...it sounds like this person is a sadist...but then, I might have misunderstood...
another good one...

[TAO]

The only one who can trap you...is you.

Very real poem. I'll admit, it took some getting used to, reading it, however, I very much like the idea. I did feel...trapped...as I read it. Well done.

[Robin]

this poem has a war-like background one hears the staccato of machine gun fire with a surreal flashes against a smoke filled background you have placed the reader within a strange universe ...

[Cassiopia Summers]

"I feel trapped like a rodent outside the cage,
Being on the other side of the bars feels out of place.
Rob me of my freedom, shackle me in flight,
Rob me of my sense of being, greet me with a ball and chain,
And you call me vain!"

These lines create an exquisite opening. I enjoyed this poem, fantastic piece!