Like a snake sheds his skin so go we, those of us who bravely venture on
Filled with heightened senses as vigilantly, we quietly roam till dawn.
Exposed our emotions on our shoulders perched like the raven black,
Hearing whispers, feeling stares, why we grow eyes high upon our back.
Lost amongst the others, those who gather, but wonder on without a face
Shivering, I cover myself up with pure thoughts of another softer place.
No longer shielded by the imaginary walls or blinds that shut us out
Can’t the others try and understand what our bruised inner-self is about?
Fears that one does not see and childlike memories that hide so deep
Ignoring innocent faces lost in a crowd, who notices when they weep?
Tissue, skin, clothing, nor dusk can hide or take away our veil of scars
For we dance for silence, protect our solace, as we hide behind our bars.
When little we accepted the insanity that was necessary for us to abide
Like insects caught in a spider web, many tried to scamper off and hide.
A tough batch of us not easily understood for one must slog this path,
Stronger than steel, a wise old group, who now belong to a kindred caste.
A few didn’t make it as hearts break those spirits left this earth in pain
Those that perpetuated the cycle will mourn their passing with shame.
Breaking cycles and ending suffering with gifts of faith, love, and joy
For all God’s children deserve to be happy, yes, every little girl and boy.
By Joni 10/16/19
Written for all those who protect their inner-child by being a child of God and knowing he will never forsake us!By JCK