lifetimes of wavering sunsets, <br />our one and only attempt at <br />finding value outside of heaven. <br /> <br />a final journey to complete the crusade.. <br />we are ghosts finding a place in the divine plan, <br />applying for a position in the ranks of humanity, among <br />the weeds that stand courageously in the quicksand. <br />no doubt we're all sinking, we are roses wilting, beauty <br />wintering- <br />we stand all-mighty against the clones, the <br />mirrored mimics of ourselves and each other- <br />our sisters and our brothers. <br /> <br /> <br />separation of breathing pedophiles; <br />passions? wealth? careers? life-style? <br /> <br />you're gay.....but <br />in a happy sort of acceptance of just existing kind of way. <br />I’m not...... lacking vital suicidal ability, too <br />afraid to follow through, content to be in absence of strength. <br /> <br />we're all human, too human, <br />above and below forgiving, <br />full of needful things- <br />perfect imperfections, <br />instilling belief in the hopeless, <br />living for a sunrise that isn't wayward, and <br />a horizon that isn't lifeless. <br /> <br />come home come home oh prodigal son! <br /> <br />after so many years <br />you stare at images of yourself, holding <br />the reaper’s hand- who <br />was at first only vaguely visible in pictures. <br /> <br />the elements of rapture; <br />redemption, baptism, salvation: <br />break the bonds of indifference that <br />conflict with your spiritual awareness- <br />sever the fingers of the devil, wash in holy water- <br />cry soulful acid-like tears- <br />repent for one thousand years, and pray <br />the next generation is clean enough to be spared.<br /><br />Amberlee Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-back-breaking-of-saint/
