I Will Rise

I'm stuck in a body that's possessed
by all it's worldly ungratefulness.
I have way too many necessities
that don't compare to my iniquities.
I don't deserve your retribution
for my non-existant contribution
to the population of immortalization.
If you think for one miniscule moment in time
that I will not survive
you should consider yourself insufficient
for judging my coherent decisions.
I will rise and carry my cross
blood dripping and lost,
suffering, strong and belligerent,
a hero ever precedent.
Don't pity me, don't scoff what you can't take
and please, don't forget my souls at stake.

I will rise and look you in the eyes
and remind you of my slow demise.

It was me hanging there that day.
It should have been my hands and feet where He lay.














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