Enslaved

by Janis flew the coop Krumins

Enslaved

Panic consumes me
formed long ago
from abandonment
by those with undying love
infinity never existed

shackled is my heart
with gut wrenching emotion
never wanting such fear
nor understanding why
wisdom can be a curse

a soul that begs to be held
yet the mind says beware
blood stained echoes
call from distant nightmares
dreams can be tormenting

chained by remorse
religion's deepest shame
baptised unto guilt
bearing christian names
why have thou forsaken me

to be loved is to know sorrow
a leprechaun's wish for rain
but the gold is always lost
when the clouds reappear
poverty is welcomed.........

Bob Shank-July 11th, 2006