Why do you ask me?
Isn't it obvious?
Don’t you hear me crying?
Don’t you see my pain?
Don’t you listen to the words
that spill from your mouth
like a ferocious, raging torrent
of festering, poisonous spew?
What’s the matter with me?
Are you out of your mind?
You clearly do not have a degree
in the bleeding obvious
Because if you did you would know
I am human, damn it
When you strike
with your sharp, stabbing words
But you do not stop
this being human is not worth it any more
Copyright © 2021 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing
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Kim from Writing In N. Norfolk is hosting D'Verse Poetics
tonight and has prompted us with starting our poem with
the following line:
"This being human is ..."
I'm afraid I broke the rule and ended my poem with the line
instead. I hope Kim will forgive me.
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