Thursday ( My Last Day)

Cannot fathom
This perplexed extremity
Of what has become of me
Sacrificed, laid down my life
Offering up thyself unto thee
Lamb led to the slaughter
Bleeding at the alter
For the cause, to belong
Being part of something, a family
Breaking bread drink from the cup
Remembrance of salvation from where you found me  
Along the banks of the maumee river
Longing to be delivered, baptized
Bowing to the gods of this industrial concrete world  
 
Years of service  
Wearing self down to bone
Went far beyond, further then anyone had gone
Displayed loyalty
Wore it upon my sleeve
Veins bleeding family creed
Crest branded upon my chest
Sustenance provide  
Like a sparrow perched on a branch, waiting to be fed
Never bite the hand that feeds you
 
Attended service
Worshiped everyday
Elder to the temple
Ethics etched into my heart
Faith without works is dead
Tithe my ten percent  
Gave you all that I am
Syphoned up my rivers
Dried up bed, desolate
Energy depleted, clay cracked
Shunned from everything and everyone
 
Now just a broken spirit  
Abandon, a man who cries out to understand
The answer mute bereft in love
Left here all alone in this darkened world, forsaken
Stripped down, jaded
Ripped from the ranks, scorned  
Thrown out into the cold
Nothing but an empty river bank  
Is where I belong
 
No family, no home
All that I believed in  
Has now become the lie  
False teaching
Blinded my eyes
Taking me for granted
Like freedom  
Nothing but pharisees  
Your own truth will burn you to the ground  
Incinerate you  
 
Condescending smiles  
Hate in your eyes
Delivering me to.my plight
Singing hymns to my soul  
My final eulogy  
The damage is done  
Finding my way off from this cross
That you've nailed me on
 
-ADuarte