THE 'UNWANTED'

THE ‘UNWANTED’

WE ARE NOT ASKED AND NOR DO WE REQUEST
TO BE SCATTERED UPON THIS EARTH LIKE SEEDS TO THE WIND
BUT FROM A TRIUMPHANT UNION AND A MILLION TO ONE SHOT
A NEW LIFE IS CREATED AND THIS IS WHERE I BEGIN

EMERGING INTO THE CONFUSION I FAIL TO UNDERSTAND,
THE CHAOS THAT SURROUNDS ME, AND THE MIRACLE AT HAND,
SO I SCREAM FOR ATTENTION, MY FIRST ENUNCIATION,
COS FOR ONE NIGHT AND ONE NIGHT ONLY, I WILL TAKE CENTER STAGE.

AND FROM THIS DAY FORWARD, AND WITHIN THE YEARS TO COME.
I WILL NEVER FEEL THE ATTENTION AND AFFECTION OF MY FIRST HOME.

CAST IN THIS ROLE I PERFORM, TO THE BEST OF MY KNOW ABILITIES,
BUT WITHOUT INSTRUCTION OR A SCRIPT, I FALL, I FAIL, I DISAPPOINT,
I TAKE CHANCES, ESTIMATING THE RISKS AS I SEARCH OUT THE POSSIBILITIES,
BUT WHEN A BACK IS TURNED AND ANOTHER DOOR SLAMS, WHAT BECOMES THE POINT?

SEPARATION LEADS TO ANOTHER UNION, AND A NEW CHANCE OF GUIDANCE,
BUT WHEN I AM NOT THE ONE THEY WANTED, I FALL, I FAIL, I DISAPPOINT,
AND WHEN YOU’RE ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN, ON THE FRINGES OF BEING WITHIN,
THE DESIRE TO BELONG, IS TOO STRONG, AND A HAND CLENCHES INTO A FIST

AND I THINK BACK TO THE DAYS THAT I WILL NEVER REMEMBER,
AND I LONG TO FEEL THE ATTENTION AND AFFECTION OF MY FIRST HOME.

STUMBLING INTO MANHOOD, EVICTED AND ALONE,
COMPENSATED WITH A SLITHER OF A DREAM, AND ANOTHER NEW HOME,
BUT WHEN THE DREAM IS STOLEN, BY THOSE WHO BELIEVE THEY KNOW BETTER,
THE LOSS OF DIRECTION LEADS INTO EXPERIMENTATION AND MISINTERPRETATION.

WITH ‘UNWANTED’ WRITTEN ON MY BACK, AND WITHIN THE ESSENCE OF MY BEING,
SEPARATION HAS BEEN MADE PERMANENT, AND DENIAL IN NOW THE ROOT OF MY EXISTENCE,
AND LIKE A STRAY DOG, I WANDER FREE BUT ALWAYS ALONE,
FEEDING OFF THE SCRAPS, LIVING ON THE EDGES, WATCHING OTHER CONFORM.

AND NOW I WILL NEVER HAVE ANY MEMORIES, WORTH THE TROUBLE OF REMEMBERING
AND I WILL NEVER FEEL THE ATTENTION AND AFFECTION OF MY FIRST HOME.