Exiled

Dragged out from shadow into blazing light I leant on compassion but soon paid the price Reason snatched, slick instruments won As the world went drifting vacant eyed Exiled, but choked for all to see And i used to dread the thought of trauma Now it circles me every day Waiting in the wings, prowling like a stalking horse See nature knows of hardship... at least it has its use This is suffering as a construct - man's longest-running gag