SARAJEVO SUICIDE -1995
If only I'd the heart to be
the stronger of the two of we,
perchance I'd find you hiding here
and part of who is you and me.
But merciless, love gives no clue
from whence it comes, nor goes into;
the time of day it might appear,
then leave, the very same as you.
I have no mind for fickle thought
nor pain that loving you has brought
if worth my time, I'd hold life dear
though Sarajevo knows it not;
tomorrow's not another day
but in tonight I cannot stay
so I have need to leave from here
from my own hand and my own way.
© ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet