A Poem of Self-Defeat by Stefan Patterson

‘A Poem of Self-Defeat ‘ Cutting off the fingers that receive blessings Plugging the ears that hear directions Misguiding the steps that lead to righteousness Blinding the eyes that know to seek truth Clouding the minds to prevent an escape from it all Are we stressed or do we fiend the burning sensation of our regrets that binds our souls when we fall in the state of retrospect I feel, I know, I will, live for more But spectators wouldn’t get it They’ve been spectacles floating and loathing throughout the calendar pages With empty ambition To change situation Their sparks of passion comes and goes Like a weekly paycheck Continuously being whipped around in a world where it seems everyone else moves faster in Refuse to Lie Down Overcome Self-Defeat.

By: Stefan Patterson