I normally don’t like to give information concerning my poems since poetry can impact people differently. However, in this particular poem I will give some information due to the possibility of it being misconstrued into something that I am completely not intending within the poem.
The context of this poem revolves around a recent event in which I ventured to accomplish a task and miserably failed. This event discouraged me, but as I sat down and thought about what had just transpired, my discouragement turned into a desire to become better so that eventually I would master this event. This poem came directly after that “sit down”.
You have shown your ugly face
A deep disgrace
But you’re mistaken if you think I’m rolling
Strolling through the path of defeat
Don’t take my anguish as a sign of hopelessness
Openness is what it is
But you accursed fiend
Have tempered with the wrong Beast
Ill rise and show you how strong I am
Ill grab you by the head and make you my dog
Your utter demise will be my delight
And hopelessly you’ll see your lack of control over me.
Behold I rise from the blow you have laid upon me
A pathetic and laughable attempt on your part
Bear is my name and you shall be acquainted with the strength given to me
Bear is the name you will know me by in your nightmares
Lo, I take hold the hand of life
Only to mercilessly take yours
Your corpse will be but my trophy
My hatred for you will be the mantle
You parasitical tick
You think to do me in
But little do you know that I am but a dormant beast that you’ve now awakened
And you will lament this day for eternity
Behold my victory is assured
Behold I see it nigh
The power that dwells within me will surely guide my path
I have been given authority to tear you down
Piece by bloody piece
See? I sharpen my claws with the rocks of adversity
I laugh at the thought of your pleas for mercy
I laugh at the act of your silencing
I rise
I take a deep breath and I rise
I will be the most glorious of beasts
My weakness, in your nightmare you will scream my name
My weakness is your name
And long have I allowed me to be your playground
But now I rise
And the power you had over me will be your shame
The power I now have over you is my glory