Untitled Poem 1

Silence seals pain

So deep

You forget your name

-from whence you came

Even where you are going

There’s no offense

In knowing

The truth

So help me God

To destroy this


-it’s starting to annoy


A rarity, a breech

And I impeach all

And everyone

To try the same

I’m shameless

Following the tide

-swept up with the


-longing for freedom

We feel the same

Longing for fresh air

Where we can breathe

In deep enough to

Feel life squander

Through our hands

Who needs a new

Beginning -each and

All of us

So far from divinity

God’s plan is

Not even a notion

In our heads

Knocking on closed

Doors that will go



~M.D. Johnson

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