Sunday, 10 May 2009

• Expelled

  "Expelled"
  written by Roger Parker

  This paralyzing fear
  To put down my roots,
  Put down my roots here in this home.
  Only to be plucked from security.
  No comfort in this womb
  No there's no comfort in this womb,
  Being expelled at other's desires.
  Are they my hands?
  These intruders in my space,
  Grasping around --
  Now, is this heaven?
  Or could this be hell?
  This light at the end,
  Being expelled,
  Blinding on all accounts.
  I soaked my roots in your bliss
  Only to find you dead
  Upon arrival.

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