shamed out of existence…

seems like a lot a folks are hell bent on self-flagellation
imagining that their sins are somehow a unique creation
unlike any ever seen by any of the divine
thus only punishable by self-annihilation

but i’ve been wondering where this idea began
is it an innate psychological condition that lasts an entire life span
or has it been preprogrammed into minds by society
like so many childhood fears of the bogeyman

i suppose regardless of the source
one must reimagine their life’s course
to avoid being shamed out of existence
choosing not to yield to some malignant social force

there’s something wrong…

when we don’t fit in
we’re seen as having problems
convinced to believe
that there’s a cure for different
so we pursue an array
of promissory treatments 
all pavlovian
designed to make us conform
to society’s
cast of what our life should be
so sameness is rewarded
but being different’s punished
love will be withheld
confirming there’s something wrong
thus posing questions
of one’s sanity and worth
but there’s really no known cure
for being a unique soul
in difficult times
unique souls are our leaders
but when fear subsides
different becomes what’s feared
so the only thing that’s wrong
is what’s called conformity

 

 

on love’s stage…

two foolish goodbyes
neither one believed their words
a play cast by fear

 

 

change…

these coins
have their values
imprinted
upon metal
and
in minds
like
so much
in the world
others have
set the values
for what
should
and
should not
be pursued
but
some
don’t share
that same scale
of worth
they
grew into
a place
outside the confines
of mental
territorial borders
of
socially
acceptable
behavior
and
though they see
some beauty
in coins
it is not
imposed
but
determined
by
them

with the cage door open…

i could not see
iron bars
rusted from years
of her tears
nor could I see
a fortified confine
that held her in place
but she paced
back-and-forth
like a caged animal
never moving beyond
the thoughts and words
of others
barriers of sound
that held her
prisoner
to her own
doubts

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