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Lyrical Laments - 3. Chapter 3 Fractures and Judgement

Deeply personal...
Some social commentary. Warning: Ugly, offensive words are spoken and inferred. I recognize they hold a pain all their own and certain words may be more hurtful to some than others. ( The N word is edited out because I never write that word. It doesn't mean I find other words less offensive.)
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Lyrical Laments

 

 

Chapter 3 Fractures

 

 

Where once I saw beauty

Ugliness stands in stark relief

Where once I felt warmth

A chill has pushed it away

I rub swollen eyes

But the picture remains unchanged

Brutal reality

Slaps like a switch

On my most vulnerable organ

And fractures spread

As if through ruptured glass

Ugliness

Once seen

Can never be unseen

 

 

 

Judgement

 

If you don’t like it

Move

If you have a problem

Go back where you came from

Keep that stuff

Behind closed doors

We don’t want your kind here

We don’t respect your beliefs

Your religion

Your orientation

Your funny clothes

Your ways

It’s disgusting

Your freaky difference

Marriage isn’t meant for you

Sinners

You don’t fit here

Speak English for God’s sake

Take that stupid thing off your head

And stop dressing so weird

Men don’t lay with men

Women don’t lay with women

We must protect our race

Our children

Our moral fiber

If you’re not like us

You don’t fit in

 

You’re fat

You’re ugly

You’re stupid

You’re old

You’re wrong

 

Gimp

Faggot

Slut

Troll

Dyke

Retard

Trash

Pervert

N_____

 

Sound familiar?

Look in the mirror

Shame on you who preach hatred

Intolerance

Shame on you who preach exclusion

Superiority

Shame on you who want it all your way

Shame on you

Who would rebuke your fellow man

Shame on you

Who think you have that right

To judge others

Shame on you

Who lay blame at the wrong feet

Your lack of compassion

Has nothing to do with God

You distort scripture

You mock humanity

And it offends me

Thanks for reading. Leave a comment if you care enough to.
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7 minutes ago, Headstall said:

I rely on beauty too.

Of this I am sure.  I see it in many of your stories.  Larkspur and Morningstar immediately come to mind.  I also see it in your comments on CotT2 and now your poems.  The beauty of your words and stories are part of my defenses against ugliness. May the part of you that creates such beauty always be with you.

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1 hour ago, raven1 said:

Of this I am sure.  I see it in many of your stories.  Larkspur and Morningstar immediately come to mind.  I also see it in your comments on CotT2 and now your poems.  The beauty of your words and stories are part of my defenses against ugliness. May the part of you that creates such beauty always be with you.

It ebbs and flows, but I hope it is always with me too, buddy. I believe there is something inside us writers that needs to come out, whether good or bad, in prose or poetry. I used to create with oil, acrylic, watercolors, pastels, pencils, and pen and ink... even collage and clay, but now I paint with words, and I trust that is what I was meant to do all along. 

Your kind words lift me up, Terry. Sincerely... Gary.... :hug: 

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