Anathema Poem by Gary Scott Gebert

Anathema



Your eyes speak in silence
of disgust and shame
Piercing my thinning armor
slowly decaying my defenses

If only I could speak
explain my incapacities
Make you feel…
what I feel

A turning away
not wanting to understand
Your ignorant anger
breathing down on meager souls

Into shadows I hide
wistful of a life without hope
Crawling in blind humility
looking for retribution

If only I could speak
enlighten you of a dreadful dream
Believing it not real
simply to awaken in it…alone

Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Topic(s) of this poem: anger
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Gary Scott Gebert

Gary Scott Gebert

Milwaukee, WI
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