i have become wearied with the vain
arguments of men.... with the constant
striving over religion, politics, and ego
driven patriotism...
the constant struggle of we the masses,
faceless and numbered, to just survive,
to barely get by...
and i have come to doubt many and
various things...
i have a distinct hatred for the lie...
for emotional, spiritual, and physical
slavery...
i have no desire to do anything to win
the accord of the ignorant...
i have no desire to be anything that
i'm not...
i make no apology for who i am...
i have tried to live in respectful fashion....
i own my mistakes, i wear no disguise.
i am simply, a man!
i am disgusted by the state of the world...
am dismayed to be a part of the generation
that allowed this to happen...
i feel the weight of the sins of injustice,
and of all inequalities.....
while i am a part of all that lives,
i am also an individual, a wolf, a raven!

Eric Cockrell

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/weariness-of-the-soul/