Unchosen Realities
For those tired of being crushed by the rest.
None more unchosen than the surprise that did land
Others will never see the weights which it brought
This was nothing like what was planned
And against all for which was secretly fought
Some come when you least expect
And seldom at a time of choosing
Blustering through what you tried to erect
Like an out-of-control drunk doing some boozing
Make no pretty words about them when they stick
For none have ever been guilty of this being their choice
An ugliness about the world that is making it sick
From within it, the sounds of their screaming and pained voice
This is the unholiest of paths all must walk
Because of the truth of the reality that sadly knows no bounds
And it's past time for the wretched to do more bitching and talk
The hounds of hell are already making their rounds
It's the tale of what was left aside
A tale as told as time and space
Gone, the chance to hide
The hounds see your face
The unwanted and unknowns
They'll walk together in the street
Coming eventually to trample and pick your bones
They'll demand that pound of leftover meat
Leaving to chance that those who built the castle
Would just keep taking the same old crap
That they'd never become a hassle
It proved you chose wrong on life's map
The price of traveling the easier road
Those who shall not stay unchosen forever
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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