The Stone Institute

A peaceful journey

When she started building the gallows,
What distracted me from the signs?
Her fellow workers came and went everyday.
Many served as a jury for her thoughts.
She sentenced me to the prison of guilt.
In her vision, each act of kindness was dishonorable.
Every word I uttered cut into her life, wounding her soul.
The failure to act was a crime.
Loving actions never spared her the great pains of reality.
She had many secrets.
She made frequent trips to the carefully guarded vault of her heart.
Never did she remove the secrets.
Every time she looked at them, her guilt came alive.
She sentenced me to the prison of shame.
Pushed to the margins of isolation, I was forced to give up my belonging.
Those who would act like her became her most devote disciples.
Each afraid of exclusion and shame.
So they built the walls to close me in,
As they erected the gallows.
They hung the rope and tied the noose.
As it was placed around my neck,
I felt nothing but emptiness.
The sun rose one morning and I saw my shadow.
I witnessed the pain and suffering.
As I unraveled the knot and removed the noose,
The execution was stayed.
Shame imprisons those who are on the target list of convention.
The fire of anger burned off the shrouds of shame and guilt.
Her jury-of-friends has no impact now.
They are all lost trying to find their salvation.
The prison walls have tumbled down.
She continues to create guilt and shame,
But she can’t find another to feel her emptiness.
Only the distance of time makes the past less haunting.
From the ashes comes a peaceful journey.

Kevin S. “Kiki” Merigian © July 1999

Posted by Kathryn Edmonds at 10:08 AM
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