I can never walk away
I don’t want to be the lone stroller,
sashaying along the barren lands,
with feelings of guilt and shame
slowing me down,
like a thousand stones
laying still on my heart
Like a blustery whirlwind
It hit me along with crackling hail,
A deluge of heavy rain,
thunderous roars of fulminating bolts,
I shivered and scampered,
like a cast away duckling,
searching for solace and acceptance
Dreams of a pellucid sky,
shining down rays of sunshine
as I hurry away from the shame
that inflicted my dreaded soul,
like a curse of Cain,
haunting my conscious existence,
til end times.