My Lost Hope

By Damien Knight

I stood bare, naked and cold
rearing my ugly face so bold
how dare I hope that beneath this ugliness
was to be seen some sort of tenderness
I was such a dope
to have such a foolish hope
so I build my wall so fast
just to blockade my past
from you snarling pack of wolves
trampling my dreams with your hooves
from now on I block my feelings
what will it do I can never again sing
I used to sing sweetly you know,
now all I can do is crow
yet I crow for no living being anymore
that all flew right out the door
I used to fly, even soar, above the sky
now I don’t even want to try
only one good thing remains in me
put my raven feather to the sun and see
the old rainbow colors dance so soft
so for me, in dark coloring, not all was lost


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