not broken

"and I guess I'm not broken if im meant to be this way"

what is meant to be?
the
supplications of the beggar
pleading to walk
instead of hang
ring out over the city square
and the people echo

"meant to be"

the divinations
of the preaching choir
float down from those rafters.

"meant to be"

the tears spread
over the page
of the book
of the man
whose hands hold me

and he says, "meant to be"

and I am the only person in this town
who thinks I am NOT meant to be this way.