Unlike Samson\n\nput me in your cage like a song-less \nbird, removing my virginal wingspan \n\nmy mistake was trusting you despite\nyour red flags disputing many things\n\nbut I chose to see some good inside\nyour lost and bruised heart, foolishly\n\nI didn\u2019t listen to the whispers behind\nthose locked doors, your secret life\n\nyet, I gladly suffer bolts of burden,\nI still have my eyes unlike Samson \n\njames kenneth blaylock \n6-25-19