burden

 

what is this burden
we carry
of our guilty past

actions ugly
let through
by the unseen hand
and the seen

Vile bonds
we inherit

Wretched new ones
we choose
by make or break

saddled by the deeds
of times this birth
and the previous?

the onus of which
leaves us,
standing
naked

Helpless
and a bag of excuses
facing one and all

Ashamed
and like a speck of crap
facing that
eternal friend
we call
conscience

Advertisements
burden

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s