A really deep and twisting poem about being a witness to another's most final choice. |
-You Are Wrong- by Keaton Foster Mental So sentimental You are wrong Never been right Not for a second Not even a bit In every instance You have failed Yourself As well as everyone else Hanging from that tree Swinging in the breeze Subtle does it blow Little do you sway What a hellish load What a terrible burden That branch should break But it won’t That rope could snap But it won’t Instead of weak Only tighter does it grow Forever and a day You’ll hang in that way God above Just wants you to pay What have you done Before this darkest of day I have nothing of a clue How could I ever Because we You and I are strangers In the same sea Endless Does this all seem At least For a man like me You Not so much You are wrong I know it But you do not Unfair life has been Burdensome and then some But the way that you took The method of your escape Consequences Righteous and true Such a potent promise I myself cannot break Thou shalt not kill Inward or outward Oneself or any other These hands must be clean Pure of the deepest sins Free of the dirtiest stains Without fault We must fight to live As we make our mistakes You are wrong But I understand All too well How you came up With such a terrible idea Many of times I myself have thought And concluded What you certainly did But just as quick I changed my mind… You Are Wrong Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014. |