Father, Time Poem by Teresita Blanco

Father, Time
by Teresita Blanco

Father time, save me.

These demons wish to bury me.

I speak and no one listens.

Are they deaf to my words?

When I walk alone, at night.

The beggars hide from me.

On TV, I hear my name.

The things they say,

Oh! The shame, shame!!

I am no longer

Master of myself,

Father, Time

Set me free.

My poor sister

Lies blinded.

The lawyers will not

Let her hear my voice.

Preachers of death march to the furnace.

They tattooed my name in their chest.

For all their honors,

What has it done for me?

They seek only to blame.

They too refuse to see.

Father Time,

Rescue me. 

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