Misfit

The World

You are an

Angel with a

Martyr’s crown.

Eyes cast

Downward upon

The ground

“Destruct”

Fear.

The long loud lines

Of industry, traffic, commerce

Every moment alive to die

Held tight by the within

Where you gasp take hands

Take heart take shelter from

The world.

This world;

Aware & so full of

Mad men & mad women, demons

A society hanging on NOW

On high on volume on 10 on

Now NOW NOW NOW

NOW

Not today

Not tomorrow

Become one of them

Fit in

Belong

Make do.

Don’t think

Don’t disagree

And forget

All the things that

They say “Don’t Matter”

Like literature

And your poetry

Your books & you’re feelings

And the journal that is you.

For you child

Are only an angel

With a martyr’s crown

Angel

Just another misfit

A ne’er-do-wel

But do not

Do not ever

Let them

Take away who you are

For that is the gift

That can never be

Replaced.

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R.M. Engelhardt 2011