Hostage of This World

Rana Wiseone
Held Captive in my own Home, Love Beaten Out, Tied Up so Tight, Father God Let me Live Tonite. Gagged till I'm near bout' chokin', Smothered to High Levels of Unconsciousness, Body used, used, USED. Then used some mo' in all kinda wayz. Amazed, I am where I be.

Hung like Strange Fruit, from a Tree deep in their woods, Hidden faces, Blood shot pupils, in Emerald green Hoods, At that very moment, I felt the weight of fellow battered brown skinned slaves,

Sworn to Secrecy, Forced into Silence wit' full force Violence. My mind buried that scene.

My Tongue CANNOT hold back from this Truth. Though Frankly, I don't know what it is. Or what it be like. No crystal clear definition.

News filled with bogus rehearsed lines and lies. Religious Leaders got their beady eyez, on the congregation, the holy flock, the wooly sheep, the stray, the good for nothin' soulz. So they say.

Whose watchin' them. Them that just plain ain't right. Sittin' round spreadin' fibs. Doin' scandalous dirt in their phat ass cribs.

Some Pretendin' to be modest, in they simple suits and brief cases. Settin' devilish traps for the young.

What is wrong is now right. What is right is Outta a sight, Out of our vision, Nobody barely mentions.

I am Tired God, Supreme Being that is the One I mean.

Father I say I am hurtin'and bleedin,'

Anticipatin', Still waitin' on your personal war that will forever end this World's madness,

this nation against nation,

this brother against brother,

this color against color,

and this mother against daughter.

Help me, out of the abyss, for I shall not make it Another day, nor Another decade in the dark.

Let my Handlers let me loose.

Get the whip off my back.

Please no more Bea-tins',

Untie the Rope from around my wrists,

Stop the Evil Fists directed by forces kicked from Heaven now bound to Earth,

Pull the raggedy tape from my lips,

Take the Pillow off my slapped, humiliated, frightened, face.

Release the noose tight from around my neck.

Heart hangin' on,

Bones need healin',

Genuine Human Kindness,

I jus' ain't feelin',

Lead me to Truth, to Everlasting Life,

if I am not on the Grand List,

Dear God ,

Just Please,

RELEASE ME FROM THIS.

Published by Rana Wiseone

I am a hard working at home mother. I have been writing since middle school and always wanted to be a writer. I am looking to write meaningful, informative, sometimes funny, articles that peak the interest...  View profile

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  • Vincent Eggleston Jr9/18/2010

    this was deep...

  • Rana Wiseone1/8/2009

    ah, kofi, i been missin' ya. especially your comments regarding my work. no matter how bad i feel, i always laff' out loud. i knew you were gonna have me rollin' regarding the not gettin' none piece. no comment on my end from that one.lol. hit me up soon. i been keepin' up with your work and peepin' at your blog. i miss our lil' late night chats. well i will catch up with you later.

  • Kofi Bofah1/7/2009

    ( HUG )

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