Human

[Odonko-ba]

My chains are gawkers
Bound by witnessing eyes

I am sacrificed
Burned in hell fires of apathy
I rise

The stench under your nostrils
Blacker than scorched earth
History's minions
I toil for naught-
A callous heart

But that I am seen
A human being
With human needs
Can't you see
I bleed

My river runs deep
Fermenting greed
Greasing the cogs
Of history

[AlexandratheLate]

To be human is to want to matter, to be acknowledged with worth and respect -- not to be dismissed as insignificant - be seen as an equal. I feel your plead, your frustration and anger. You need to be published. That is my humble opinion. :-)

[Odonko-ba]

I am totally at a loss for words. I didn't expect to receive so much attention over my work. I am happy that it is being received as is. Thank you poetess.

[grant hayes]

Wow. I love how you've structured this, Odonko-ba. It has a rhythmic flow; you've used assonance oh so well (particularly the fourth stanza: yes!!) Powerful phrasing throughout; the opening two lines just grabbed me instantly 'My chains are gawkers...' bold, robust language. I'm really impressed by this.

[Odonko-ba]

Mr. Hayes it is always an honor to have you reading and critiquing my work. Your words of encouragement fuels my inner muse. Thank you for your time sir.

[MHenry]

Hi, Odonko-ba, Your work is clearly getting bolder and better. I think you have gained confidence in yourself in just these few short weeks, and it shows. Congratulations on an inspiring piece.

[Odonko-ba]

Thanks MHenry. Truth be told, channeling my inner muse has been quite a challenge. But being here amongst you guys has brought out the best in me. I believe again. My sincere thanks for all the support and encouragement. F4L. Odonko-ba