Persona Non Grata
Persona Non Grata
Step on my grave
while I rise to get up
for another day.
Read my name
on the stone
as a curse before
you drive off again
in the hearse.
Cremate my reputation
and exercise my possessions.
Purge the damned memories
that plague your sympathies.
Exacerbate external sins
before examining them within.
Regurgitate animations on a scream
that make you wanna scream-
study them to find something new
than give them a hundredth view.
Give me water when I’m drowning
and oxygen when I’m photosynthesizing,
Crown me in a golden halo
so I can give it a good throw.
Name me after a martyred saint
so I could think of my namesake
“How quaint.”
I almost gave my life
up for something too-
deserving death for
who I am
and
what I do
I saw the darkness and decided then
“I'll live instead of giving in.”
because its better to make
the whole world cry-
than give my life for the benefit
of anyone and die.
And if you don’t agree with
who I am
hit the abort button again and again-
so I can hear the “click, click, click”
like a gun being pricked-
broadcasting so clear-
The hate that is always near.