It feels like you.
like you are tearing me to bits
cause i feel hopeless
and i know youre the only one – no one can rescue from.
the lion i walk with
suddenly turns and tears me to pieces.
His jaw drips with my blood,
my mangled body at its feet.
It has torn and now it merely walks away…
would you tear me relentlessly?
Would you tear me up before you stand me in front of your panel of eyes?
Before a word was on my tongue
you knew it
surely you knew.
pregnant with long stored up deeds and thoughts, the evil finally pounces
and i am down
But surely you are my shield
the protector and lifter of my head!
you sit while we talk, and you sharpen arrows…
so carefully you sharpen your blade
your hands are scarred from battle.
a battle where you gave up everything
your death rattling last words
your victory scream into the darkness
your body for the vultures
willingly you gave yourself and you ask me to do the same –
But surely you are not this lion.
standing over me
its muzzle dripping with my blood.
they plot my demise –
roll it back on them.
Foil their plans
let the snake recoil back into the hole it came from
let violence wreak havock on them till they are no more.
i have done
i have done violence
i am not pure
you alone know.
You can search me unbidden
there is nothing not hidden
here i have walked with integrity.
to what degree i have lied or hid my intentions and all i can do is lie before you – everything exposed to your naked eye.
if i have done
bring to an end
never to rise again.