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Immortal Companions With Understanding

intensity glows black until it shines white    
so white as to attract all the night beings    
a terrible golden shine they think will warm    
it is my intent to love unconditionally    
I literally burn with the passion to love    
my intense feelings, honest with their presentation, stun most people    
it throws them off guard my knowledge of them    
   
it's not my intent to frighten or make people feel threatened    
but I do, well, not really me but what I come with    
since childhood the powers that be have guard me    
leveling judgements at those who have hurt me in their eyes    
often in such a harsh way as to make me flinch for my enemies    
   
later I started warning friends please don't stab me in the back    
the penalty will be much stiffer than I would ever desire given the cases    
I pray for those who spitefully use me, I know what's coming their way    
   
the men don't like me looking foolish    
I mean, they can razz me they are my brothers and sisters    
but let someone with bad intent    
that is readily obvious for them to see,, try and hunt me    
if they hurt me, they say they will pay    
they will drop them where they stand    
   
I show great kindness and give people a pass because I'm so odd    
the men think this is weakness in me    
and even if I beg them to leave my human friends alone they won't    
unless they in some way approve of what the situation is teaching me    
but the final call comes down to my  Father, he alone decides    
   
the men and I in days passed warred in brotherhood only    
until a real beef broke out it happened so fast    
I didn't know what to do    
I wanted them to stop and talk I had never seen anything like it    
   
I saw the flicker in Lu's eyes I told him something I wasn't supposed to    
inside myself I knew, I saw the change come over him    
but didn't say anything to my shame to my Father, our Fathet    
   
I was questioned night and day for my part for centuries perhaps longer    
simply put the Father is the first to ever have visions of future events    
I as his daughter have them too, He knew this day would come    
   
Lu saw in my mind the coming wars we prepared for them    
I am not at war with my Father    
the men have for the most part been forgiven    
the Father has always loved them    
and new they would untie again    
not as young men but companions of understanding    
   
there are some outlaws who want more recognition, power and wealth    
they wish the Father to make more concessions for them but He won't    
I implore them asking them doesn't it ever become tedious all that
I don't want that kind of responsibility    
with a greed so great it can't be fed    
there are some things that happened previous to the war    
that I can't seem to face    
the men are trying to force me to stand    
and deliver secrets about my Father that only I know    
it is too big of a betrayal    
I get mad when I don't understand my Father's lessons    
but I learn and move on I won't go to war against him I love him    
   
Lu is loved regardless of born of ill intent or not    
he loves me and my strange language    
but he can be mean to me and so can the men    
and the Father sometimes allows it    
especially if I'm dishonest with Him    
or I refuse to face something about things    
Lu loves the Father    
and the brotherhood and sisterhood    
   
he has great love for humanity too    
he claims he doesn't mind the infamy but he does    
and the monickers, evil names he's given    
he wants his named cleared    
and it will be and there will be none innocent    
because who was supposed to hear has understood    
   
so with that knowledge I go forward    
knowing the men are in the Father's hands    
they are of an immortal covenant    
they ride with honor the old man, a man of war once more leads them    
   
He says we must keep diligent and sharp    
or we will burn out like a dying star    
with no more energy    
no more fascination in life would we find,    
life would be like ash on the tongue    
   
I ask why when there is something new for us to learn every day    
even with HIm because as our understanding of Him evolves    
He is always learning new things about us    
as the companions he envisioned once long ago    
   
   
 
Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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