What a tedious journey I have left upon <br />Yearning for the end to appear anon. <br />Remorse I feel has pained me so <br />And caused once friends to become foes. <br /> <br />Oh God! Do you not feel shame? <br />A mere sacrilege to your holy name? <br />To allow a son to rob from those who’ve died <br />And conjure a creature as grotesque as I. <br /> <br />The world you’ve created has now ridded me <br />And continued throughout its mutability. <br />Your sons and daughters seem excommunicated, <br />Their mind emptied and thoughts sedated. <br />Their abhorrence to me has only augmented <br />As my heart becomes more and more rented. <br />I can not understand this barbaric race. <br />Am I an evil you plan to efface? <br /> <br />Fear not, for I alleviate such a wish <br />And continue my journey with survival at risk. <br />I see my words presented with such guile. <br />These questions I have, no answers have been revealed. <br />They say you are the one who has created. <br />Why would you bring me in a world where I am hated? <br />I, desponded, ask for your reply. <br />Why would you negligently cast me aside? <br /> <br />Your pinnacle of achievement is the birth of man <br />And I am a mistake with the appearance of the damned. <br /> <br />(March 29,2011)<br /><br />Devon McElveen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/remorse-14/
