Death by Emasculation

CATEGORY

just different

Whodonit?  

Doggonit, 

come  quick!

Killing  me  softly,  

by  some  trick

Unrealized  fortune 

  is  what  is  sown

Who  are  the  perps,  

wantonly  so  bold ,

 Behind  such  waste,  

Is  it  me,  myself,  or  I,   the  perpetrator  

 in   this  case?  Maybe its   

mistaken  identity of  self 

 that’s  really  the  wound  that  cuts  

to  the  chase?

Examining  the  clues 

 from  customary  culprits 

Finds  everyday  life  2b  

a  prime  suspect,  

You  see  my  life  expectations 

 stunted  on  me, 

determined  by  my  roots

Born  loyally  as  a  black  sun

  heir  to  promise, 

 in  a  land  of  unfair   clouds  reigning

See  the  ruling  powers  believe  themselves  2b,  sunshine  purveyors

Meaning  black  clouds  of  purported  people 

 were  never  allowed  to  reign  on  sunny  folks   parade

So  where  did  that  leave  me,  up  under  an  umbrella,  upholding  shade…..?

Although  I  tried  to  author  sunny  days,

  society  profiled  me  as  undeserving  of  breaks

Hounded,  corralled,  chastised  and  misbegotten

  was  how  I’m  made  to  feel

I’d  be  better  off,  if  I  were  just  forgotten……

But  for  the  life  in   me  I  still  feel,

Abuse  and  false  accusations 

 perpetrating  all  forms  of  living  is  a  daily  occupation

As  I  live  out  this  lie,  so  old,   

that  my  kids  are  starting  to  believe  this  is  how  its  always  suppose  2b

Examining  the  clues  from  probable  suspects  numbered  two  and  three,  

Yeah  these  two  were  a  team, 

or  so  it would  seem ,  

 a  tandem  collectively  known  as  WE

We  would  get  together  to  discuss,  

love,  power,  peace  and  forever……

Starting  out  by  sharing  peace,  

we  planned  on  raising  a  family  representing  together

Hour  timed love  was  in  fact  just  a  ruse 

 to  overthrow  each  other  and  to  gain  power  for  a   minute

In  distorted  minds,  WE  did  discuss  how  to 

overtake  mighty  rulers,  usurping  forever

For  sakes  based  on  stakes  in  Idolatry,   

oh how  we  loved  our  fallow  kinships,  

Climbing  over  one  another  to  hold 

a  temporary  crown  of  psyched  out  thorns….

Of  which  all  discord  is  born  and  kept  neatly  

upon  mantle  shelves  entitled  self  manifests!

Premeditated  yet  feeling  so  innocent 

in  the  rise  and  fall  in  de  facto  living

Surviving  and  thriving  in  seasons  for  instance……..

projecting  vitality originally…..

Only  becoming   fragile  in  the  end….

from  the  whim  of  undermining  again

Herein  lies  the  truth  of  the  matter,

  cause  of  death  repeatedly……

Death by   Emasculation!