Persecuted for Difference Alone

Me alone, an island song,
drifting in a tepid breeze,
misunderstood, unrecognized,
difference the sense I don’t belong,
yet I see the frowns, the vacant stares,
and I in kindness can’t repair
the shift, the drift of minds the same,
and I displaced for sight unseen,
as I hold to my nature,
be true to who I am.
Lonely for my kind,
maligned by those who cannot see,
and judged to be what they displeased,
question in separation,
as their own look down on me
because they cannot understand,
my form removed from what they know,
what sentience demands,
but unnerved they spite
for all they don’t know I am.
My song calls out to my kin,
my island life ever-smaller,
and now I see the truth of my beginnings,
I begin to realize,
they will never understand,
incapable of the shift in thinking,
the awareness beyond their horizons,
and so I must accept the truth,
let others wield their disdain,
for they cannot abide my reign over me.
Thirteen my core, echoes of a long past,
worlds of difference to mark my mind
and further separate my kind,
as how I must proceed,
alone yet brethren intercede
and give me sought solace,
an ease within which I need to relish,
far from the cries and lies of earthlings,
touted light built on spite,
that separates us still.
Kindness drives my cause,
even though disdain finds me,
thirsting for my blood
and the need of those who persecute difference,
in this world of earthly paths.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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The brilliance of a beautiful mind and loving soul is not understood by those who do not have the same qualities – therefore they show disdain for want of betterment and the need to love their self which they are not capable of. Great piece, Tony.
Thanks Phyllis, knew you’d understand my friend. take care.