Day Job

 Day Job                                4/13/2016

It hit me

Where it hurts

In the soft spot

Unprotected

And unaware. 

Stabbed in the underbelly

They pulled out my guts

Just in time to string me up

And bleed me dry. 

Life is unfair

To everything

And everyone

A strange angular object

That all of us

Must swallow.

It hurt then

And it hurts now

Even though it is nothing

And I am no one. 

An average life

In an average place

Set up for a fall

Far down below. 

There is a dark place

At the bottom of our minds

The place everyone should fear

Right here

And right now.

I did not know

And so I was only guessing

More wrong than right

Wasted and blind.

It happens to all of us

If we try to live at all

Getting up

And walking it through.

Sacrificed for nothing

And hated for even less

Rejected for truth

And covered with wounds.

For me it happened later

And I was ripe for the bleed

A fattened calf

Tender and mute.

Gutted, cooked

Eaten and dead

The silent slaughtered

For convenience and fun.

Protect thyself

No matter how much the hate

Decisive and strong

The power of no.