Resonation Poem by Madrason .

I have to fight this mine inflicted pain
it's always this or that to end in gain
what have you done or you achieved
a sudden setting filled with most bereaved
mostly yourself which suffers deep indeed
you feel deluded, misguided and excluded
you've lost the bottled spirit filled with self
and now painkillers and king
Cools whom shall fill your shelf
I've been abducted by allusions of grandeur
by false prophets vouching in priestly tenure
to make belief which happens all the time
for if you not your prayers shall not chime
find resonation in the bosom of a family. M

PS: For The new human kind and E. Dickinson.