THEY OWE US NOTHING

They owe us nothing, we watched, and we saw everything.

We understand the pain all our choices still bring.

Suffering still, the mental battles once lost.

Buying a life worth living -  such a high cost.

We were jacks of all trades, yet masters of none,

Toy soldiers unaware a war had begun.

Confused, we never knew which side to take.

Damn the night and the choices we would make.

Sins never mattered, no judgment to face,

Strange atonements, stains easy to erase.

The memories remain to remind us -

Histories remain, they will not blind us.

We are always here watching and waiting,

Perverse obsessions, anticipating.

Calling out for help in your mortal realm;

Let go of the choices, we’ll take the helm.

No need to prove yourself, no battles here,

Walk away before choices reappear.

Never return, nothing here that you need;

Life cuts you in pieces to watch you bleed.

Bind your wounds, bind each thought, action and word.

Choice is a lesson, let wisdom be heard.

Fear not the judgment that never arrives –

Understand, no one here ever survives.

You will join us after you witness your choices.

Listen to the sound of their innocent voices.

To feel their gut wrenching pain, then fall on your knees,

This is the price you’ll pay for your iniquities.

You owe them nothing, you watch, and you see everything.

You understand the pain all your choices still bring.

Suffering still, those mental battles once lost.

Was buying a life worth living worth the cost?

M TERESA CLAYTON