Poetry by Darren Robinson

Un Belonged
By Darren Robinson

Lapsed, and left behind,now, I’m last,
I’m lost. The sand squishes, stems snap, snow crunches,
walking away from my half-breeds past.

No father, enduring life’s pains. Growths
countered with setbacks, pruned with torment
personal letdowns and a constant shame.

Wondered and worried within each stigma,
I’m sorry, I’m alone…
Where, why and with whom do I belong.

Turmoil, triumphs, the thundering rains,
can I be free from my scars, the tears I cried
shouting from the crowded skies, or judging eyes?

Withdrawn to wander, wasting, total disconnect
nothing there; a tough love reject,
never will it allow for my humanity to reconnect.

History is ready to scream my faults.
But never once was our community forgiving enough
for me to belong. Is life collected or connected by us all?

Suffering within my past it haunts,
behind these walls, prisons are permanent, valued and sacrosanct,
no-one cares, not enough for my second chance.