Lost

A dripping tap of devilry
Has taken all I loved away
The bloodbath of repetitiveness
Must surely now forever stay
A stain that grows within my soul
A child whose eyes now dare
To question the true sanity
Of why so much despair
Fills what is eternity
Boundless and untold
My obvious fragility
Alone today I hold
The battleground before me
An unearthly scene of woe
I have grown up in an instant
There is no where else to go

For me a cataclysm
Divides my realm of light
All my creature comforts
Is this why I have sight
A watershed of being
A casualty today
A destiny of impending doom
Is bound to come my way
My infancy exhausted
Disabled by it all
Which god would sanction
What I see
The silent overhaul

A debacle of misfortune
An apocalyptic cause
That subjugates my senses
And leaves me now to pause
To propagate adultness
To demonstrate a need
To demonise and sacrifice
And force angels to bleed

To come into a world like this
My nativity
Aborted in so many ways
The whole integrity
Of life that honest miracle
A shambles to be sure
Of gladiatorial combat
And what is all out war
Whatever it is I have become
My parents clearly are
Genocidal self destructive
Slaughterers who scar
And purge what was the life force
And will I too be free
Joining all these animals
For surely I should be

In a land called NEPAL hope sadly is no longer eternal

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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