Ramblings

They

Copyright © 2014 Caasie Cabral-Pereira

They

I could once see the beauty in the dark:

With my eyes adapted to see both day and night,

All the gore and allure were revealed to me—

All the truths of this world laid bare, and

Invited me past their misunderstood frailties.

O! And what a beauty it was indeed!

But I let Them in,

And showed Them my world

Of truths behind old folks tales,

And the elegance behind Their everyday monstrosity:

O! But Their superstitions would not be appeased,

And misunderstood I was indeed!

I fumbled about,

With nothing but shock,

And perplexed that words so charged

With hate and idiocy,

With conserved hostility,

Should past such common lips.

But yet they did—I heard and saw for myself—

And now that They’ve left,

Their words linger in my world,

Haunting me into insanity.

O! And a monstrosity they are indeed!

I could once see the beauty in the dark,

But now I cannot see at all:

There’s no day and night,

Or gore and allure,

Nor truths for me to see.

Instead I am bound—I think, I cannot tell—

In the void that consumed my world,

With nothing but Their echoing cruelties to refer.

O! How I wish I could see!

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