Lamentable how I idolized you
Sort of worship your ways
Wanted to emulate speech patterns
So bad, I’d forget the sound of my voice
Words you spewed became laws
And I enforced them defiantly on myself
Til scars became stronger than flesh
I detested my reality
Cause yours was truth… Wasn’t it?…
Wouldn’t chew until you sat and ate
No need to say grace in your presence
God couldn’t hold a candle next to you
And Satan trembled at the mention of your name
I became a disciple
Renouncing self
Removing attachment and possession
Sun rising and setting for you
I was foolishly happy
Lost but found
Where others would try to stifle your actions
I’d brush it off with zeal
For the epitome of beauty and truth you were
Weren’t you?
I crawled like believers in Tibet
To reach your throne
Only to be dispatched away
Leaving me like most that follow
And hold faith
Crumpled in submission
I claimed me
Absent from your tyranny
I regenerated self
The instrument of perception guided
And I danced in its example
Where eyes opened
And acceptance ensued
Though alone I finally felt repose.
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