THE RAPE OF A GOOD GENTLE MAN

THE RAPE OF A GOOD GENTLE MAN

Where once the clothes were worn,

The body is laid bare.

And where once the message was solemnly sworn,

There languishes deep despair.

 

The fundamental foundation of basic belief

Denies no man on earth.

And there is no reasonable relief

For unsustainable loss of self-worth.

 

Take a moment to look into my eyes

And tell me what you see.

Are you someone so sightless, so more wise

Than the gentle man before thee?

 

For all these gotten yester years,

The price has been expended.

Far beyond the fields of all my fears

And the mystical mist descended.

 

When once the voice was softly spoken,

The message was hardly heard.

When just once the unbreakable became broken,

Can say not a single word.

 

Conscience is summoned to perish the soul

For the sins not yet confessed.

Self-esteem, granted, relishes an ever greater role

For personal pride to repel the tempest.

 

Hopes of a honourable man are harboured

In this dry and darkened dock.

A world of dreams so brutally barbered

By the  timeless chimeless clock.

 

Who once was such a gentle man,

Has suffered the forlorn fickle fate.

He who once was a migrant to this distant land,

Has fallen victim to the weight/wait.

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