The Portrait

By RD

I’m spilling my heart with pen on paper.
I love myself; it’s preposterous to put my body in any bad situation.
Wherever your body go, your mind will follow with no hesitation.
So why put yourself in a cage?
I’m so angry with myself. You can just stand by me and feel my rage!

If you never been in a situation like this, believe me you don’t want to.
This is torment to your mind, body, and soul
And even though you know it will, it feel as though it will never end!
Just put it this way: If you believe in hell, this is hell’s friend.

Understand my poem, read it over if you have to!
I want you to visualize this picture I’m trying to paint
So you can see what I’m going through
Concentrate. Think about being down-graded and humiliated
Because people think they better than you.
Think about being unable to eat what you want
Because a person you don’t even know said you can’t!
Picture waking up wanting to go take a walk and get some fresh air
But you restricted, you just might faint!
Are you visualizing this portrait that I’m using my words to paint?
If not let me know because like I said,
My words, the paint, and I have plenty of ink.

Ponder on this: say you have a favorite show.
But it’s lock-down time, so now that show is a no-go
Now listen this is the low blow:
Having to strip naked whenever an officer say so!

I love myself and I want you to see
That’s why I paint this picture through this poem.
This picture is not pretty, but it’s here to help people reform.
I don’t know about you
But to live this life was not why I was born!