So it begins......
It has begun:
That assuming voice; speaking truths to be spun;
"STOP"
spend time in my heart
then start
with soft words,
to love me.
Big abstract ideas don't heal
Sweeping judgments can't feel
my pain
or see the tender/scar crossed heart
A touch of warm flesh;
Was only a hug but
life blood to hungry soul
Tis Scandal to ask,
to pray that another
hold me in the dark of night.
To the sweeping, abstract ones
I must accept isolation;
desolation is acceptable,
fratenisation even innocent
is frowned upon.
My needs bleed and I am silent.
"Listen O brothers
we are in dark times
guard your hearts"
I guard it so well
no-one really knows me.
I am complicit
when I speak not against
the dark
but help me
don't just tell me
to get it right
invite the best
and love to heal;
the rest.
We try to recreate the Garden
with paving and filler;
covering any complexity.
Black and white the vision
blurry lines erased.
I am bulldozed over
by those who wish to make a stand
even if it's solid
the motives turn it to sand.
Judgment
and a desire to be higher.
It goes on:
I am afraid to speak my mind
afraid of rejection's sting
I dare not reveal my heart
for fear of starting
a fire
in our safe 'garden'.
It's time to "STOP"
holding to safety;
sacrificing liberty.
Come spend time in my heart
and I will in yours
we can love;
with soft and bold words
and acts of pure desire
we can live and die side by side
So it ends.........
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