Undelivered Mail
I’m not certain if this will reach you in time.
And there’s obviously tension between you and I.
Divine destiny wrestled with me until I penned these lines.
I don’t understand the ache you’re experiencing inside.
But sorry for the lies implanted in the recesses in your brain.
How I programmed you to believe you belong in shame.
How your narrative was manipulated by my lectures on stage.
How your vision took an incision so I could have the accolades.
Honestly I didn’t listen well and I didn’t make space for you.
I buried my head in sacred books instead of reading the room.
I washed my hands clean in areas where I left a nasty residue
And I waited until you left to care about your truth.
Now, I don’t understand the ache I’m experiencing inside.
There’s tension within myself I can’t easily describe.
I’m not sure if this letter will arrive on time.
But my battle with the unknown seems destiny designed.
Written by Devans Eli. Copyright 2023 by Devans Eli. All rights reserved.