Unlike Samson

put me in your cage like a song-less bird, removing my virginal wingspan

my mistake was trusting you despite your red flags disputing many things

but I chose to see some good inside your lost and bruised heart, foolishly

I didn’t listen to the whispers behind those locked doors, your secret life

yet, I gladly suffer bolts of burden, I still have my eyes unlike Samson

james kenneth blaylock 6-25-19

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