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Somewhere-In-Between Poems I stand upon a stage
A spotlight on my face
The audience is watching
They expect of me.
What can I give them?
I don’t have what they need
The crowd are getting restless
They demand of me
I feed them empty platitudes
Aeons-old clichés
Pass it off as timeless wisdom
They believe me.
I know their past and future
I have found the only truth
I shout it in their faces
They don’t hear me
I drift throughout the ages
Powerless and alone
Abandoned to forever
They forget me
Judgement day has been and gone
They weren’t awake to see
I leave them to their ruin
They won’t miss me.
I was once called Saviour
I’ve been prophet, king and god
But even with their titles
They despise me
Even though I’ve left them
They use my name to kill
To hurt and hate and vilify
They don’t know me
I come to teach them better
I’ll give them one last chance
I return as I had promised
And they kill me.
wow, did you write this? this is amazing. I love how you wrote from God's perspective. It's well written. At the beginning, you are able to feel the deep pang of sadness and rejection and then find out near the end of the poem that it's God who feels this way! It is truly humbling...
~Naomi
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