Oblivious To Me
In a league all your own.
Standing on the highest peak.
Seeing someone who is barely hanging on.
Will you to give them a hand even if it tares you down.
To proud, to accomplished.
But the trophies do not speak.
But the awards do not speak.
I am searching.
I am seeking.
I am still breathing.
But still the blind man won't see me.
How do I reach him when he is just so far gone.
And if he does he will mow me down like his lawn.
I am a hated enemy.
I stand for everything he doesn't.
I love even when kicked like I am a dog.
I care even when one spits upon my face.
I help even its not wanted but so desperately needed.
I can see her cut open and bleeding.
And I will save her if you won't.
The cost for me will be great.
Yet I will not even hesitate.
Sacrifice are but to be made.
The rain is pouring down upon my parade.
But all I can ever see is the sun shining.
My mind, body, heart, soul seeking meditation.
And it brings me this feeling of happiness and joy.
When she wakes up she will be smiling.
Happy to still be among the living.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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