This is NOT a Poem

Today is much like any other
that’s the problem
I want change but have no way
of effecting it

I have lost one today
one that I love
there is no way they’ll
let me have her
they think me unfit
but only in their closed eyes

I’m better than her
current state by far
I would love her
I would cherish her
I would tell her the truth

they use her
abuse her
lie to her to
get what they want
out of her
they care not what
it does to her
yet they’ll leave her
with them because
that is the accepted norm

the norm is bigoted
and blind to reality
they won’t change
because it’s the way
it’s always been accepted

to change and judge differently
would mean engagement
they have their processes and
beloved procedures to make sure
that doesn’t happen and keep
them paid without involvement

times are now virulently wanton
what they believe no longer applies
I don’t know that it ever really did
now I know it doesn’t!
I know it first hand
and it’s breaking my heart

she’s in a hopeless state
she thinks I let her down
she thinks I don’t want
her and want to give her away
she doesn’t understand that
they’re on her keepers side
even though they’re the problem!
they’re the lawbreakers
and abusers causing the
trauma with no remorse
yet they’ll prefer them over me
just because of what they are
preferring to remain unaware
of what they do
and abet the abuse to continue
all in the guise of safety
the irony is catastrophic

I’m powerless to keep her from
thinking I’ve lied to her
and don’t want her
this reality is all she’s ever known
everyone she’s ever known
calls her dumb and lies to her

she doesn’t want to change it
unless it’s with me

she says now that I don’t want her
she says now that she’s ok
it’s fear talking
fear of the unknown
stay with the devils you know
rather than the ones you don’t

I have no ideas anymore
to know what to do
all I know is I have no choice but
to let it go forward because what
is now is unacceptable
even if it means I will lose her
it will break my heart
my heart is already broken
but breaks daily with this

I hear she is abused
she is alone in the world and
no one believes her but me
she thinks I don’t but I do

why is it the spirit of the law
always succumbs to the letter
for the accountants of lives
tucked safely behind their desks?

they care not about what
goes on
they have their processes and
procedures that will tell them
how to feel good without
doing good

thinking outside that box will
cause strain
mustn’t have that
it might result in good
that would tax the system
and make it implode
then we would all be doomed
because preconceptions would fall
and good things would happen



Written by Scott Schoffstall
© January 22, 2011
all rights reserved
Poetic Sojourn


About Scott Schoffstall

I'm a relatively new poet having started in earnest 11/2010. I have sought the authentic and am still on that quest. I've diverged from the norm yet always reached for the universal. My interests were always beyond the here and now. Beyond the taste, touch, smell, hear, see. Where the mind and the spirit transcend the physical. They say perception is reality. Is it? Are we truly all there is? View all posts by Scott Schoffstall

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