Doors within a Door
by Carrol E. Anthony
Wednesday, March 05, 2003
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**** From a memoir-in-progress concerning my lifetime of abuse and my stuggles to overcome its aftermath. ****
We enter this plane; we enter a door,
Not of wood but of ... Dark and Cold;
We begin with hope; soon forget Before
As we slide through the Dark of that door.
We open eyes; we feel cold enfold
Not of love but of ... Fear and More;
They see us; they hope; they hold,
Then lay us, leave us, to the dark and cold.
Some accept us, so we can ignore
The cold of "Do what you're told!"
Some teach us, so we can "Create and soar!"
'bove tyrants, just inside the door.
Some hurt us; so we are not bold
Enough; we build another door;
Some control us, fit us to their mold;
Doors within a door we enfold.
Light sees us; Light comes to our Hold;
Not of us but of ... pain and gore;
Light surrounds our doors which enfold;
But some just build a stronger Hold.
Light stays by these doors within a door
Who can't see Light inside their Hold;
Light takes them, takes their doors,
Back... to what they knew... before.