Jeremiah

When I found your words, I devoured them;
They became my joy and the happiness of my heart,
 Jeremiah 15:16

You didn’t set out to be alone
But arriving there
You found annoyed and paranoid 
Convictions
That someone anyone no one
Meant to hurt you
Including the Big Guy Himself
Who’d called you aside
In the first place
But left you standing
In the middle of nowhere
With an angry crowd
Closing in.
So why did it have to be you?
You didn’t want the notoriety,
But you loved the attention of God Almighty
And you thought it wouldn’t cost you? 
You should understand 
Or have figured out by now
The one who stands alone --
The so-called individual --
Stands in public scrutiny
Saying things no one understands
From some mysterious place
Where no one lives.
You must suffer carping criticism
And eccentric accusations 
Because you have stepped into
An airless vacuum of
Intergalactic space where nothing breathes
And no life flourishes. 
When you speak no one listens
For there is no sound in the emptiness between us. 
Silence spoke to you;
And you like a fool
Dared to open your mouth
For no other reason than you could not
Contain the word of horror/beauty, 
Intense and passionate truth
That gleamed blearily through your city’s polluted skies
And sounded foggily in cockcrow congregations
Who had not yet their morning coffee
And didn’t much care what their songs might mean.
You spoke with acid voiced accuracy
From your own peculiar heart a killing word.
How dare you? 
And now you want my sympathy? Forget it. 
Your solace must be the silence
Of a dead zone in your heart
Where kernels of thought
Perish in airless dessication.  
The ignorant sky will suck your final breath
And on some distant day it might
Remember your name
And tell your story
And claim you for its own.