Weary of judgement, pessimism, denial
My scars, my armor shrouded a veil of no avail
Nervously approaching an altar of my own making
Pain perpetual desecrating
A bow to a sacred bough
My path downtrodden, my heart healing
Grace of love, kiss the peace of kneeling
My sister, my brother, what can I do for you?
Your love electrifies without burning
Illuminate truths’ constant yearning
I refuse to listen to the lies of despair
My ears are deaf to hopelessness and defeat
My roots run deep into the earth’s very core
Society deigns hate, whore, sinner, sure
My mistakes were taught by their lies and deceit
Unbowed, I plant and stare you in the eye
Today is not my tears, I cry
Too long, too much we’ve shared this pain
How long, how long, will we thread this chain?
I will not, can not, be imprisoned insane
Succumbing to succubus of cynics
Civilizations of disease, unease, I’ll surely displease
I will not heed the voice of my inner critic
Awake and aware, compassion and care
Embrace you and I, let us let love be the tie
that binds
forever
that heals
this sever
Delusions of grandeur, the manic mind…
Silent no longer, courage makes you stronger
Everything and nothing is the road less taken
Inspired by Carrie Fisher, George Michael, and Prince – beautiful souls woven back into the canvas…
Mah Butt Itches 
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