HA.

(poems go here) they laugh at me saying HA loudly softly or maybe even in their heads/ HA they proclaim against me to make me feel less than/ HA they say sordidly to brothers and sisters whose ears lay to hear what they say/ and they finish with a HA/ now to those who feel sympathy or empathy for this gesture they have given me feel not a compassion filled with sorrow for I appreciate the HA(s) of the cowards/ you see trite and delight in the deconstruction of ones life coming from an attacker to whom they aim you may even say that they are hating,degrading or filled with scorn within their past re-countenance / but I know they see the light of god the gait of heaven and fortitude of faith in my depth/ HA isn't a stone tossed in the namesake of hate to me although it may be... to them/ HA to me is a blessing as when Jesus saved misses Magdeline/ HA carries so much power and meaning for what you fail to see/ They truly praise my character stout, intelligent abrasive, Gods chosen the light of a nation/ HA doesn't mean HA it is Simply Hallelujah Amen...