for an age now <br />i have labored under <br />your uncurbed spite <br />for nights on end <br />i have smouldered with <br />the coals in my fireplace <br />and stood watch <br />with the constellations <br />playing host to the morn <br />your hatred has birthed many a storm <br />in my embittered soul <br />you have narrowed my vision <br />poisoned the good i have known <br />you have drawn blood <br />when i could shed no more tears <br />so little have you given <br />so late over these years <br />that i wonder <br />at my own capacity <br />to forbear... <br />O Lord i pray to you for strength <br />in times asdark as these <br />help me keep with my forberance <br />help me keep the peace.<br /><br />wardha jawdat<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ages-of-subjugation/
