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Hopelessly Helpless
I woke up from sleeping and found myself eating a piece of old barley bread. While feeding on breakfast, I thought it most unjust that yours was a warm one instead. Though willow branch bends, it cannot make amends to a place that I'm sitting between. A rock and a hard place that's hopeless to face - and torment, the greatest I've seen. My great sacrifice just wouldn't suffice. These shoes that I wear aren't by choice. "We can't refinance" was the bank's 'song and dance' but who would hear my little voice? Despite life-long effort, they're selling me short, my business at such a great cost. The bank never spared because they hadn't cared, hence millions of dollars were lost. So don't store up treasures for everyday pleasures, in things of this earth that will rust. The great love of money has never been funny, for only in God should we trust. It's so disconcerting my children are hurting, yet hopelessly helpless I am. Despite expectations to pay obligations, I now can't help any of them. I sit in the shade of these problems they made. This willow tree weeps with me too. The moral of story is not really gory if we've learned a lesson or two. Those decades of years bring me sad lonely tears for they took everything that I had. But what greater loss - than was Christ's on the cross? I maybe don't have it so bad. ©2012 louis gander - www.ganderpoems.org
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