redemption

I didn’t do it

Anger held me by the neck

and launched me like a cannon ball

I landed on a field of roses and killed some of them

they rolled me over

and proceeded to change me inside out

From a serpent to a dove

So that I can tell you

I did do it

and I’m not the man I thought I was.

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10 thoughts on “redemption

  1. I love this maturity of mind. The underlying tone could be read in different meanings. It is a realization for me, where you channelize energy for the soul to awake.
    It is the image I love, Jomul. πŸ™‚

    • I’m in awe that you read it as channelizing energy for the soul to awake because that was my ultimate desire: To be at one within and without.
      I love this image too.

  2. I really like this poem and can identify with it. I’ve been thinking a lot about the question “when and when are we not responsible?” And your poem deals with this in a very pithy way.

    I especially like how you were changed by the bed of roses from “a serpent to a dove” and that the roses, some of whom you killed, still were able to transform you in the process. I really appreciate how everything that is happening here is not coming from one direction, one will and one intention which is why, I think, your speaker becomes a different man. It seems like the speaker becomes a man who is both something more and something less than what he originally believed that he was. He is something more because his form has changed and was changed not only by his intentions but by others and by the world. And less because he is capable of things he did not think -or want to think- he would ever do.

    In other words, I really like this and I’d like to share it too.

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