Monica Richards

Caesura

Monica Richards


In kairos hour I bequeath   Confusion of my sole belief  
Consider: am I god in mortal shell   Yet shine no brighter than myself  
Invaded by life's patriarch   Who conquered me through hatred's art  
With fists of all unspoken sin   Agrip'd my angered heart within  
And blood unknowing humble flows   Deity's miscarried ghost  
For here my innate children prey   Un-nursed and unhealed wounds betray  
A swollen rage: my numen's breath   Of fire yet demotic sense   Weakens me  
Mysterious misanthropy   Rejects its own humanity  
I give thee name   Yet keep the blame  
That is my one possession   Wherein lies the lesson