Corey Baker

Rookie (1984 / 'Lowell, Mass.')

Malformed - Poem by Corey Baker

Hearing the voice of their own god,
it must be a pleasure,
to feel his presence and indulge his treasures.

But I cannot know this great feeling,
for I am abnormal, scarred forever
without healing.

Just because I find it odd,
that a people so strong and beleiving,
keep the world forever mistreating,
a book, letters on pages, as a leader, as a god.

But this is their world, I am not supposed to be,
not here, or now, close to what I am
a person, a lover, a man who sees
so, in thier own words, I'll am the damned

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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