Ode To Caroline Poem by James McLain

Ode To Caroline




Before she was born, the moment I died, day replaced night.
Verily my brothers and you my sisters, to Mary cried.
Strange is this world in which even I, try to hide.
Upside down, none but one had ever tried.

Unto you by word of mouth, by mine this your rule of law.
While twisted tounges predisposed did in the dark rearrange,
all that was read unto them, never done.

I behind you, always I walked,
I have never run while ahead of me, walks your shadow.
Back to the place before you were born, I could hear,
those very thoughts, that I to you spoke of.
I know where you hide them,
unborn children glow green, birds without wings can not fly.

For the lack of your mental hospitals,
many jails and your heavily guarded prisons.
This will be the next heaven,
for all of you, my sons and daughters.
To regress and never while knowing, try to evolve.
Why it is that you place my daughter and her father
instead of Karen, in harms way.

Where I have gone ahead,
that you looking back can not follow?
Questions to the answers I spoke of to you,
and why, no one listened.

Now look at this Daughter, of mine she neglected,
it Prophet's none.
Numb with sleep where ahead of me, you placed Karen.
Religion to see over blind science,
here some but for one, would not have been born.
Afraid of the dark,
here all alone, all of this to her, I once promised.