Oppression seeks to purify.
Tolerant of its way,
I concede to the indignity
& step safely around the shadows
it creates.

"Born To Burn"
The flag of conscience tattooed
within what little purpose remains.
Enshrined until death, and decay,
it saddles its truth upon the source of my strength.
A brilliant scar
artfully drawn by a nameless face
pronouncing all that is dirty, & vile.
A loose claim to the throne
of disease & mindless futility
What gloom?

I Live.

"God Help Me"