Wednesday, November 25, 2009

I have been Teached

though my suffering is emminent,
The tenor and tune of it is evident,
Do not choke or spill your food-
Or waste a tear, (as if you could)-
It is not by you my troubles are eased,
My tenacity's been born and raised
On the fertile garden of your indifference.
Keep your care, I've been teached,
Mark my word and keep reference.

I refuse to fit into this fixture
These terms to terminologise my plight.
Am I bound to victimhood by nature?
Must I forever be too good to fight?
Is this my brand, my fate ?
Would the world end if I bared my teeth,
Dispatched heavenwards my tormentors forthwith?
Even when I have been teached?

I shall not be victimised-
By my sword shall fall him
Whose turn it is to be victim.
I shall not be traumatised-
When I get to direct this gory drama
I will cast another for this trauma.
For I've been teached.

So, bar your doors and windows
When you turn in for who knows…?
Turn low that TV set and listen out
After your neighbour, I'll be about
This isn't blood clotted and darkened-
Isn't my arm in sling broken- and
I can stand: I am not weakened;
I have been teached