Desolation

 

 

 

Here on this naked floor I lie

A lost lizard

Breathing fast in empty zest

I am sprawled on this cold floor

Of an apartment that's not mine

I lie with my shy dreams

Tall deflated dreams of achievement

Counting out on my stunted fingers

Dashed hopes, ambitions, projects

I own no name, no pride, no property

And at an age beyond thirty

No wife, no child, no laurel

Not a house to call my own

I have only this pen with expiring ink

To make frustrated comments

Like a disenchanted umpire

On a society that sure has left me behind

 

I am a monumental failure

A self righteous pervert

With a warped sense of justice

 

See them, the accused

The defendants, the condemned

In the court of my indignant conscience

Men and women who dared

Challenged destiny to a duel

Fought, ruthless and bloody

Scorned justice and fairness

And came home with the trophy

 

But I envy their victory, 

Don't I ?

Labeling them immoral, prodigal...

Criminal