Reaping And Sowing

The unconsciousness of man is the consciousness of God. - Thoreau

used, spent  and discarded

pushed aside and disregarded

thrown out like yesterdays trash

not even enough teeth left to gnash

i've cried a river and rowed it twice

the current never nice

sucking blended remnants of who i used to be through a narrow straw

stark betrayal stuck in my craw

trying to survive this nuclear winter

not enough bread

so much dread

so much black soot wafting  through my clouded head

when will it come to an end

when will the birds sing again

when will forgiveness find its reign

why does my god not reach out and touch my soul

erasing this evil stain

ending this chronic pain

once again

sowing grain

Author's Note

“Naked came I out of my mother’s womb, and naked shall I return thither: the Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.” - Job 1:21

"A healthy man, with steady employment, as wood-chopping at fifty cents a cord, and a camp in the woods, will not be a good subject for Christianity. The New Testament may be a choice book to him on some, but not on all or most of his days." -Thoreau

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the fields of grain, a life depleted of gain...
we all want to stand free in a field where we can love and hug and have the option of closeness.
the last couple years we have lost that.
even though the imagery presents a calm here, it is certainly one with a slight unease, and a knowing
that things will never again be the same as they once were.
you always present such strong imagery.
j.

[Pete]

they call it, "the new normal". thank you j. ... :)

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

That's a deep description. I would not have even heard of this person if not for you. Your poem was just as deep but very poetic. I sense the tension and the struggle in what you were writing about as Jacob said, "strong imagery". Very creatively written.

[Pete]

yes the struggle. thank you cvd ... :)