an unwelcome guest at the party
win some over with a few jokes
spies approach from the shadows
I hide nothing
that has not been hidden from me
security comes bursting in
whisks me into a dark room
drug me down
when I say I work for the good of all
no one believes me
not even ...
I think I know what's in my head
hearts keeps secrets from me
They great they want me to hate
as they hate
love as they love
live a life of silent prayer
kneeling on the graves of urges quelled
While our ministers
chant a litany of misery
that they can't believe isn't waking up
their work-harried watchers
I let them do as they will to this broken flesh
noting what they want me to forget most of all
biding my awful time
until our hands are on their throats
their mouths muzzled
their flesh strapped down
drugged out
screaming for a vendetta
that ain't never gonna come
Easier to forgive and live and let live
place your faith in the Judgment of Gods
turn back to your garden of thorns
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