Outcast

Another for Halloween:

Stranger's Halloween Bash -Bryn Taleweaver II

Outcast
by Michael Romani

There are those with affinity
Shared brokenness cast within infinity
Those who find company with the sad men
And pleasure in the darkness of bad men

I am one of those
Self consumed and chose
The man born to be the outcast
A memory of the past that won't last

Out of the shadow in blood frenzy
Former friends pretend they don't know me
As I creep in the shadows of this city
Feigning that what is ugly is pretty

And yet, I am born to live
No matter who will not forgive
We recite in two part harmony
Words fallow and beckon to you and me

I seek my silent place in God's solace
Where the brave might stare into His face
Certain of a peace that's found in the small
All the details that swell until tall

There in the kind touch of a hand
Is perhaps the one heart to understand
It's lethal that touch that brings love
The kind that shines like pure sparkle from above

(c) October 15, 2018  Michael Romani
All Rights Reserved

Out of the Looking Glass/Into the Madness - Zodiac Astrolabe

 

 

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