"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Friday, September 23, 2011

Black Robe of Judgement

Do you think your
words sacred
because you
were given
the blessing
to condemn?
A black robe
of judgment
worn as if
it were an honor.
My feet walk a path
yours have never trod,
yet you would
give me directions.

Cease your claims
of only wishing
the best for me.
It is prefaced
with demands
I surrender my will
to the control of yours.

If this is the love
that shines
through stained glass,
I prefer the glow
of neon streets.

©Susie Clevenger 2011

3 comments :

JaLpArI - tHe MeRmAiD said...

this is such a powerful poem susie....

^^^My feet walk a path yours have never trod,yet you wouldgive me directions.^^^

loveddddd it :)

Mama Zen said...

Absolutely love this.

nicolewian said...

Oh, wow! This says so much which needs to be said.

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