Life Started From Sadness
Life started from sadness, a conceivable future blight;
a flashing lightening gave indication a storm formed,
challenging days lacked their needed warmth and light,
to whom I ran when trees started to fall on the road?
Powerless and defeated, I sought His face that glowed.
No other youth besides mine was stripped of necessities,
only a few were the pleasures and the allowed liberties.
Paternal strict rules were a denial of true affection,
without a free will I wasn't allowed to mutter words;
maternal love was that embrace to soothe affliction.
Written on 5/17/2016
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2016
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