Pain(Why I write)

Pain you know, yes?
Jerked from a warm loving womb,
First pain, yes?
How dare you do that!

Pain of the body, yes?
Pain of the mind, yes?
Pain in the soul, yes?

So you know pain,
not really, but
maybe,
I do,
of body, mind and soul.
How?

Pain from the past
millennium's ago,
Held captive flesh,
body and soul.
How?

Soul pain, maybe from the cross.
What's a soul?
You don't know?
Do you have a soul?
Don't know.

Pain percolates my
flesh mind and soul.
A Horrible Symphony of
dissonant notes.
I cry.

What? You know me?
No, no you don't.
Pain shackles my being.
Sympathy do I ask for?
Hell no! Mind your own business.

Pain in my genes? Must be.
Damn my whole lineage!
Why was I born?
in pain?

Pain screams at me now.
What released O' Lord
must I find?
Write He says,
day and night.

Spill your pain on the medium
as blood splashed
on the floor and wall.

Release the Demon of Pain.
Write,write,write,
so I write.

So I pray.
GLSWS/07