SPECKLED DENIZEN

A fabrication that man’s laws were breached

At my pinnacle, a daunting impasse I reached

Lost I was in this unfamiliar domain

Yes, I thought I was becoming insane

 

Demeaned by egregious subjugators

It was like being fed to Alligators,

Their machinations were beyond evil

Without a doubt, it was the hand of the devil

 

Hope was turned into unquestionable fear

Realizing that my loved ones did not care,

My manners were singular, and my speech, an outlandish tongue

To them I was vestige, they were no where to be found

 

A Tartar was more at home living on Cheapside

For between me and my loved ones, was a great divide

Never was I so speckled a denizen despite my sacrifice

For those whom I would have given my life

 

All was not lost because with whom I had cast my lot

His mercy I knew, was, “forget me not”

 Wretched people began singing God’s glory

All because of His love and mercy!

© Sheriff Ali 2006