Message Poem by David Daykin

That first look behind the deceptive drape,
How have we become so desperate in need of escape.
I see words falling from lips that shape lives,
See the myths we use to protect our lies.
What is the great truth that surrounds and abounds?
Oh, maybe it is that our selves hurtle to the burial ground.
Returning to the 'One' that made us?
Let those that believe this go first and make no fuss.
Do not tell me to release and 'Be at peace',
For my experience and pain of life leave me feeling deceived.
I used to feel there was more than me,
Litany and liturgy delivered from on bended knee.
Sacrifice and sorrow brought to the fore,
More 'divine' tests daily from the one I am supposed to adore.
Even now it is claimed that I am 'just lost',
Why can they not see that for MY life I will not pay your cost.
I am ME there is nothing above or more,
To live MY one life no longer with your rolling score.
Holding a ledger of loss and profit,
Despair and doom you deliver like a voice from a prophet.
Each to their own and their beliefs they hold dear,
Stop trying to convert us with your hell, damnation, and fear.
Please do not judge lest I judge you,
And find you wanting your halo askew.
In the first you will find my message,
Reread if curious this simple passage.