like old vinyl, scratched
caught in a groove
screeches endless
repetitions
You do not belong
It sneaks in
through cracks
leaves trails of shame
muffles truth
creates barriers
I step away from others
as it knocks me down
and comes in
for the kill
You do not belong
you are different, odd
not like the rest
Yet a voice
wiser, clearer
rises in perfect pitch
A harmonious Yes
You do not belong
for you are set apart
a stranger here
by My design
Rejoice
alien, child of Mine
Rejoice
Stranger by HisFireFly
Joining with the other warriors, sharing poems prompted by the word stranger
and also sharing with others out loud at Nancy's a Little Somethin'
5 comments:
i like it!
"A harmonious Yes" --makes me want to jump and shout! That's great, Karin. Thank you.
And oh how often I feel like a stranger in a strange land..
Enjoyed this very much :-)
thanks for adding your voice. <3
Oh, yes, and what a responsibility and a blessing to be set apart as a stranger here.
Larry
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