Secrecy

 

Secrecy

 

When I came you greeted me, though I never knew

Born into time, no choice of mine, given a nature 

A word was given to me when I came as flesh 

I will speak it at the first sound I made when no one understood but you

 

Sounds made for deliverance, to escape all that I unknowingly felt

As my awareness slowly came, eyes of consciousness opened 

It dawned on me, that which occupied my being 

Every moment I'll know you, not hidden from all, yet ever present

 

In my futility to escape, I cannot hold you, as you hold me 

The good I would do, be evil at best, no good dwells here  

Sold into you by virtue of being conceived, just being born

It is for all like me who when born, knew not what will greet us

 

I am at my best when I am for what I am, by who I am 

My nature, desire, cries out for you much to my destruction

I'm hopeless, helpless, to your strangle hold, loves darkness rather than light 

My deeds formed, fashioned by choices that come naturally

 

A nocturnal creature, I find myself reveling, unlike when daylight comes 

I retreat from good, but propel myself to evil

In this wretched body, as it silently, slowly  breaks down  

I'm at a lost to change the course of my journey without help

 

Like all I'm infected and affected, the evidence of your presence is everywhere

The silence of my nature whispers to me what I am

The shouts of my carnal desires points me to a certain end 

Though you were bred in secrecy, nurtured in silence, hope looms

 

In spite of carrying you for a lifetime, weary, worn by your presence

Trapped in a body of mine, there's hope for a renewing of mind

While many died carrying you and your effects to the grave

In our attempts at finding a way to escape we often fall short in efforts to save

 

Chris G Peters

Poet

Chris G Peters were born on the most southerly gem in the necklace of islands spanning the Caribbean Sea. Here where the sun shines differently and set as though kissing the horizon, where coral reefs blooms, surf greets the sand, musical rendition of waves pounding the shore. A salty mist is in the air and the verdant beauty of nature abounds everywhere. Learn more.