The Weight Poem by jack green

Baring the weight of burden, carried deep in my soul.
Searching for passage to wisdom, not once hearing the bell toll.
Peering through eyes filled with visions, of mistakes made long ago.
Caught by a blistering whirlwind, scorching me from within.
Providing my ashy cloak, comprised of cinders and smoke.
To purge will cause only provoke, self infliction of this yoke.
To listen and never have spoke, standing alone as the grand old oak.
To justify and defend never bend under the relentless wind.