First Comes the Smack -a poem by Michelle Carmela 5/19/2017
See me here next to you. You made the mistake thinking I am as weak as you.
I did not come from an elephant's arse.
Nor am I a swine's purse.
Surround me Darkness that I, however pierced, may see the Light I am
Bring me to boggs of sorrows
For I am fields of Life
Yell at me your silence, your accusing indifference cursed.
Every smile of my beating heart shuts you up
In your emptiness a long time ago you drowned.
I cry because I am alive.
See me towering over you. You made the mistake thinking you were stronger than I.
Small tender underestimated package of the most potent force.
Beat me up. My whimper translates into "I will rise with each strike."
From the dimensions where your punishment awaits through the matrix portal I came
Perfect love casting away fear silencing the enemy bringing offense to
the avenger, the tormenter with just my presence.
A reminder of everything you are not.
I am a baby, I am a child, I am an adult. I am human. In Creator's Image -I am.
I wrote this poem to decompress and to put into words some feelings I had about several cases that came to my attention since the beginning of May and the feelings I had about some memories of mine that the cases brought up. I hope you the reader recognize to read from top to bottom instead of left to right because the message changes if one starts at "See me towering over you" reading until the paragraph is through and then moves onto "See me here next to you." It is quite a defeated message and that is not my heart in writing this poem. As it is the poem from top to bottom seems like it has some SMB overtones, at least that is how it feels to me, maybe because that is what I am processing. Click on "Read more" and I will explain... Just be warned...If you want sugar coated sorry it will be my normal direct self speaking. If you want salacious that won't be happening either.