you have looked on me
with a crooked face
in a blatant expression 
of disgust
through a shattered 
and dirty glass 
curiously 
ridiculously 
divided against itself 
you've focused on 
stray bits  
rather than the wholeness 
of the whole
despising what was
for what was not
nor was ever
meant to be  
you have pushed me
so far 
again and again 
almost to my outer limits
stubbornly oblivious 
to my silent screams
for mercy 
and for help
you have secretly 
pounded on me
as one who has a 
rightful 
undisputable claim 
on the life of another
outrageously forgetting 
that startling warning 
once found in a book  
that not even your life 
is your own 
so how could you ever 
dare touch it
now at last
you look at me 
with a kind of resigned 
acceptance 
and a sort of fabricated
compassion
actually stemming from 
bitter remorse
you remember me
as I used to be 
and probably 
think me broken
and waning
but stop
I say to you 
this is yet another 
broken glass of yours
it yields 
such a skewed view
of things 
can’t you see
after all this time
that I am not weak
nor worthy of pity
yours or anyone else's 
but rather of awe
for look
though battered 
and scarred
even beyond recognition
for the eyes of some
I am still here
standing my ground
holding on to it 
and to you
as a trustworthy anchor
that was my mission
my call 
all along
don’t you know
I was wired
for survival
for life 
first and foremost
 
(2021)

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