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Wednesday, October 9, 2024

That’s the Last Straw: By Rage (An alter of mine)

Born in a small town,

In a land far off.

Grew up the youngest in quite a large family.

Yet somehow never knew what love means at all.

Traveled the country,

Oh’, traveled the world.

Searching for love and intimacy.

Only trouble seemed to unfold.

And being the youngest,

Had my share of pain.

May not have learned to love,

But sure did learn the meaning of shame.

It was not their fault, I’d say.

It’s generational, they’d say.

We all make justifications, excusing it away.

As much as we did, we all still bled.

Oh’, we all still bled.

 

You say I’m the bad one because I reacted.

You call me crazy, invalidate my senses and how I feel.

That’s the last straw.

In addition to the terrible things you do,

You lie, hurt and you steal my soul,

Expecting me to act as though it never happened.

Well, I see you.

Know that I do.

But I won’t react like before.

Because I ain't at all like you.

No, I ain't at all like you.

People got to know truth.

Gotta' know that just cause' you family, you don't own me.

No, if you knew better for me,

What's best for me,

You wouldn't have tried to destroy me.

Against this, there ain’t no law.

Only love in my heart I got for you.

You need to get right.

Cause’, know that God’s seeing you too.

 

From the bayou to the city lights,

He had his share of drinking and fights.

It’ll happen that way, they said.

In his blood, they said.

Even as a young’n, he saw it all.

The perpetuation of the great Biblical fall.

Adam, Eve set the ball rolling.

For the Fall was familial,

And great has it affected y’all.

And there’s a fall that is greater.

It’s the perpetuation of it’s going onward,

Ever rolling ball of shame.

30, 40 years pass like an image in a dew drop.

Now, he’s all alone.

Nearly to the point of missing home.

Now, sitting and laying his back against a willow tree,

He lights calmly a cigarette,

Closing his eyes and sinking gently into his head.

 

 

You say I’m the bad one because I reacted.

You call me crazy, invalidate my senses and how I feel.

That’s the last straw.

In addition to the terrible things you do,

You lie, hurt and you steal my soul,

Expecting me to act as though it never happened.

Well, I see you.

Know that I do.

But I won’t react like before.

Because I ain't at all like you.

No, I ain't at all like you.

People got to know truth.

Gotta' know that just cause' you family, you don't own me.

No, if you knew better for me,

What's best for me,

You wouldn't have tried to destroy me.

Against this, there ain’t no law.

Only love in my heart I got for you.

You need to get right.

Cause’, know that God’s seeing you too.

 

Memories returning to him, this is true.

Had he the choice, he’d send them to the moon.

His eyes flutter and he cringes at the hurt,

Shedding tear after tear.

‘Is it all there is of life?’ he mouths.

And oh’ so quietly, a sparrow flies toward him,

Landing at his side.

As if in answer to his thoughts,

It gazes up at him and cocks his head.

Flying off, the sparrow drops something at his feet.

And reaching out, he noticed it is a marigold.

Leaning back and looking up,

His eyes readjust and focus upon the most beautiful smile.

A beautiful young woman standing before him,

Holding in her hand a bouquet of marigolds.

Smiling at each other, they slowly and gracefully fell in love.

 

 

You say I’m the bad one because I reacted.

You call me crazy, invalidate my senses and how I feel.

That’s the last straw.

In addition to the terrible things you do,

You lie, hurt and you steal my soul,

Expecting me to act as though it never happened.

Well, I see you.

Know that I do.

But I won’t react like before.

Because I ain't at all like you.

No, I ain't at all like you.

People got to know truth.

Gotta' know that just cause' you family, you don't own me.

No, if you knew better for me,

What's best for me,

You wouldn't have tried to destroy me.

Against this, there ain’t no law.

Only love in my heart I got for you.

You need to get right.

Cause’, know that God’s seeing you too.

 

From that day, he’s met his best friend.

This good old boy is setting straight his life.

Got a job, even got baptized.

Seemed now even the memories didn’t bother him no more.

He’s breaking the cycle.

A good old boy, breaking the cycle.

Jehovah liberated him and set him free.

He took his burden upon Himself.

A little compassion with himself showed that he needed the help.

Man and women are made to help one another.

Complementary.

Until one day, he himself had a family,

Living out in the country.

He raising his family to know Jehovah,

Giving them the childhood he never had.

He’s breaking the cycle.

Just a good old boy, breaking the cycle.

 

 


You say I’m the bad one because I reacted.

You call me crazy, invalidate my senses and how I feel.

That’s the last straw.

In addition to the terrible things you do,

You lie, hurt and you steal my soul,

Expecting me to act as though it never happened.

Well, I see you.

Know that I do.

But I won’t react like before.

Because I ain't at all like you.

No, I ain't at all like you.

People got to know truth.

Gotta' know that just cause' you family, you don't own me.

No, if you knew better for me,

What's best for me,

You wouldn't have tried to destroy me.

Against this, there ain’t no law.

Only love in my heart I got for you.

You need to get right.

Cause’, know that God’s seeing you too.