I Have Been Denied

I have been denied

My story;

Impotent words that miscarry the Truth

ripped from arcane temples

to be buried still breathing

deep within broken classroom windows.

I have been denied

My existence;

They taught me to count

numbers, positions and charts

but discount

the gravity of the heart.

I have been denied

My voice;

My song happens to differ from yours

and theirs

so open the purple sky for winter -

the snow falls crisp

all around my solitude.

I am no longer angry

as I understand

that power and knowledge

are orchestrated by one hand.

A new road opens

silent and composed

let the Truth channel the way;

I am no longer denied

for they could never enslave the light of day.