When Did I
I don’t remember
The pledge and the oath
Of giving away… My heart and soul
To the greed machine
When did I… Give them the okay
To experiment… With my mind
When did I… Let them… Without permission
Cheat me of precious time
I can’t believe
I let them treat
My body this way
Day after day
Why do I…Feel the need
To forgive myself
For one moment of bliss
When did I say
I won’t ask why
When did I decide
Not to fight
Maybe… My pain is just because
They sucked every ounce of life
Out of me
Maybe… The greed machine
Stole my inner light
Knowing… In the dark
It’s hard to fight
Now I’m just too damn tired
To fight
Wrong or right

Whispers From The Cemetery
Poetry Without Rules
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
These are all so sad, Paul!! Do you need a hug?
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