I Bow ...

Not to you, nor others
do I bow. I am an island
surrounded by raging currents
and temporal waves. I have
been placed in solitary
confinement due to lack
of respect. Knowing
I was wrong. A decision made
adjusted then readjusted.
No honor given, no truth
have I received. Just
the same blah blah blah.

Fucked up, left to fend
defend self and others.
I will bow,raise my surf
shower down coconuts
to no one. You want
my cream, the daily nourishing
of my sand upon your feet,
only without the heat
the starvation of love.

Think before walking
upon this island, for time
erodes and memories
have a way of taking
over, replaying
in the telly of currents
showing the bruise
of the forbidden. I am
an island. Alone
is my fate. Alone
I shall remain. For I bow
to no one anymore.