Poem - True Weight
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kokopelle“True Weight” is a poetic journey through the fall of the sexual predator. The past rape culture, fully given permission by society, is crumbling under the weight of wrongs to humanity.
True Weight
Once the mighty played the field
floating high above all men
vices seized to be absolved
the past had culture that defiled
assaults dismissed by ego’s boon
permission gave to monsters’ birth
power flexed for pleasure's sake
taken when the giving balked
rights discarded for delight’s harm
to take control was the goal
lorded over the smaller ones
wanting all and then some more
present day has now arrived
with tender wounds aching still
calling out the miscreants
authority tastes the bitter edge
justice in the public eye
the clay feet are now revealed
command cuts itself to heal
the fiends seen in mirror’s face
altars splashed with sacrificed
the mighty fall by gravity
no longer able to stand upright
when the sins have true weight.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20171114.
True Weight
Once the mighty played the field
floating high above all men
vices seized to be absolved
the past had culture that defiled
assaults dismissed by ego’s boon
permission gave to monsters’ birth
power flexed for pleasure's sake
taken when the giving balked
rights discarded for delight’s harm
to take control was the goal
lorded over the smaller ones
wanting all and then some more
present day has now arrived
with tender wounds aching still
calling out the miscreants
authority tastes the bitter edge
justice in the public eye
the clay feet are now revealed
command cuts itself to heal
the fiends seen in mirror’s face
altars splashed with sacrificed
the mighty fall by gravity
no longer able to stand upright
when the sins have true weight.
© 2017. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20171114.
