I am darkness
Without which there can be no light
I am pain
Without which there can be no bliss of health's might
I am hatred
Without which there can be no love
I am the dog, awaiting his master's return
Kicked for blocking the gate, struck with his glove
I am the goat, led outside the city walls
To be torn apart by wolves, to redeem those within
I am murky water, washing the dirt from your hands
Discarded as no longer fit for use, your cleansed sin
My vapor rising to the heavens
Will fall on you again, clean and pure
I will continue to guard you with my life
My blood and bones will fertilize your fields
And I will wet your fruits and grains
Causing them to grow and ripen
For I have not the courage to fight your battles
Nor the strength to bear your burden
My place is to take your disgrace
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Online) - Published: September 30th, 2026 03:16
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Nature in its beauty can be cruel too
Thank you Norman for the review. Judged by human standards she can.
Most welcome friend
Never thought of nature as a sacrificial lamb, but maybe I should.
She sure gets a raw deal out there, abused and torn apart by the usual suspects.
One thing with the abused though, they go one or two ways.
They die, or they finally get revenge.
Thank you Paul for the read and comment. If not nature herself then the nature of all things to suffer for others, Mothers for their children, Martyrs for their beliefs, patriots for their country. Your words Paul are most appreciated
A poem which has double meaning for humans and nature kudos. πΉ
Thank you my friend for your read and interpretation it is appreciated
Nature is most sacrificial, universal pattern of self-giving, not just forests and rivers but also people and anyone or anything suffers so others may live.
Thanks so much my friend for your review of this piece. Yes indeed yet it is overlooked so often, forgotten and taken for granted.
Most welcome my friendππ»ποΈ
Thank you for this poem. The poem is reflective of nature and nurture.
When one befriends a feral cat, one realizes the nurture in nature can be supplemented.
Thank you Jamiano your interpretation and words of support are most appreciated. Feeding a feral cat may result in a hand that is bit for intentions are often mistaken and gratitude is not easily won. True love cares not whether it is bit or not the act is freely given.
A thought provoking read. Still thinking about it.
I read it about pure self sacrifice, without thought of appreciation. Like a parent perhaps, or a god, or a lover who knows pity.
Interesting write. Like. Something I might write on a good day, maybe once a year...
Thank you for your most generous comment it is most appreciated my friend.
You're welcome. Where you live sounds great. For some reason I wasn't able to reply on the previous thread. Where I am is on the NW edge of Glasgow, ten minutes bus ride to the West End where all the cafes and restaurants and bookshops and my kids school etc are. The other direction there's a large wood just three minutes walk away and the hills beyond that and some walks along the river. Best of both worlds π
No wolves or bears though!
Thanks yes I love it between the Brazilian rainforest and beaches and Florida's more balmy weather it is the best of both worlds. No wolves or bears here but I have lived with them in Montana and gator's in Florida and snakes and other wild animals in Brazil as well as many colorful tropical birds
Good write SB.
Thank you Orchi it's appreciated
Hello, Soren,
I love the idea of trying the cleanse one's sins with dirty water. The polluted and the polluter sacrificing the purity of nature for gain and loosing it all to that which he has destroyed. Just one of the many interpretations one could harvest from this very fine poem of yours. A poem to ponder over. Excellent, my friend.
Fond regards,
Tony.
Thank you kindly Tony. Your words and review are as always most appreciated and valued my friend. This is an old one that I have reworked a bit although I don't usually do that.
Poor Mother Nature: She takes some abuse from us . And still had a smile on her face.
Nice One.
Thanks so much Kevin for the read and comment. Yes she takes a licking from us. Appreciate the visit my friend.
Soren, the scapegoat image got me hard. That old idea of carrying everybody elseβs wrongs has always bothered me, and you pushed right into that discomfort. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
Thanks Tristan for the read and comment my friend, your words are most appreciated. Yes there are those that carry the blame of others and the society or even world. Never thought this write.
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