Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Kicked while down - A poem about being me right now.

This time,
I was surprised,
thought the job landed,
but still someone decided
"kick him again",
denying employment.

Been kicked
many times harder,
far more frequently, indeed.
But this one hurt,
and I now
fade off.

Falling silent,
for a time
to regroup, rethink, re-something,
as the wounds heal
from this blow,
not expected.

I'm tired
of this trying
to conform to rules
I no longer see
as fit or
even just.

Later, all.
I'll be back,
just need some time
to process and plot
my way back
into society.

But not on your terms.

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