Me, Myself; Thy and Thee

by Michael   Mar 11, 2018


No choice I had, than to face-thy-face
and take the stand, to rest my case.
I swore an oath in front of thou;
thy will be judged both here and now.

Taken down to a dark ravine;
Where only I could here me scream.
‘twas only here I’d wash from thee;
and cleanse myself for I to be free.
I knelt with fear, as thy broke me down,
bled from wounds, and left to drown.
Horns locked tight, as I fought within
shedding sin from the skin of thy twin.

My heart was torn, to cast thee out
strip thy guilt to strengthen my doubt.
With tooth and nail my love did show;
dissecting-truth; from, deceit of thy foe.
I broke through fear; then back to the dock
and left thee to rot-in, ‘Bottoms Rock’
Riddled with ridicule, I stood with pride
I would not take thee as my ill-fated bride.

To have and to hold, would now become one
and justice will heal when all’s said and done.
I cast thee out, with my faith now restored
myself and I now, live by my own accord!
For Thine is my kingdom; my power; my glory,
no idols were worshipped or prayed in my story.
But whatever, ones faith and all they believe
we all share our losses and physically grieve.

The pain of my learning,
and strength that it took
came deep within me and
not read from a book!

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  • 7 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Judging Comment - Me, Myself; Thy and Thee by Michael points 7 - absolutely loved the flow and unforced rhyme of this piece as it made the whole piece seem to slip off the tongue with ease especially when read aloud. My initial thought of this was about religion but when I read it a second time it seemed to scream out “I am alone for I have chosen to be and I will make my own decisions and heal myself for no religion will cure me of all the bad I have witnessed in my life” which in my eyes is very powerful.

  • 7 years ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    Judging comments:
    I found myself fascinated by this poem. The story unfolds of the man facing his demons of addiction, told with a beautiful medieval-style language and flawless rhyming. Moreover, the poem makes many religious references, such as to the Lord’s Prayer, to make the point that such hard, soul-searching self-improvement and reflection was the only way to restore his faith in himself, and could not have been gained by religious exploration. The addiction has also been given the title of ‘Thee’ – which, while acknowledging that it is a part of himself, also gives it a separate identity to the rest of his ‘selves’ (me, myself and thy) which fits nicely with Freud’s classic psyche structure of the id, the ego and the superego. Excellent! :-) x
    =^.^=

  • 7 years ago

    by mossgirl19

    WOW! Congrats on the win, Michael. This blew me away. Content, form and sentiments...splendid! Definitely going into my favorites.

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Miss Mel, lovely comment and compliment :)x

  • 7 years ago

    by Ya----Na

    Well deserved win congrats

    Sg

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thank you SG :)

  • 7 years ago

    by Hope

    Great poem, congrats on the win.

    • 7 years ago

      by Michael

      Thank you Hope :)

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