Misunderstood

    Misunderstood...Day dreamer...Night thinker. A witch they branded...A woman they couldn't view. Absurd are her ways, so the crowds says. Their cruelty of words parroted echos in her head. These hidden empires which reigns this place she dwells & fell in. Burst of near bloat, tears she restrains from outside feats. Whispering laughter, assorted giggles, secrets never audible, but tones she even hears at home. Nobody batted an eye or cared to believe. She lied to them, lied to herself & took their falsehoods of belief. Heavy are their sighs, knowing their bold face devious lies. They were relief to not be the thief's & face the black hooded huntsman's surgically sharp guillotine knife. For no one likes pain for this she has gained. To forget..."Whoosh!!!" The slice of meat, tendons of fibrous matter...The gristle of cartilage cracks through. Voyages in the crowd haunted view. Their hidden stew of pleasure, a show wanting cheers. Bets are place, they eagerly wait on the pins in place. Never understanding the true inhumanity of  the mortal man. So is their a God to love & forgive such things? Or is this a lie said to oneself to agree & continue on with all naughty things ? Novice of a child of truth...Man of lies & sins over ruled. Satire of sting...A jester sings...Audience of laughter with iniquitous jeers. For the punchline of ridicule deride falls heavy on these shoulders of blind pride. Proudly they eat their own bitter crow's pie...A dish served all so well for the greedy never to foretell...What the truth actually falls, unknown to thee.