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O' How I Hated That Damn Ground


I stood there raining my tears
utterly broken at fifteen years
Thinking of all that dad gave
now newly laid in a lonely grave

O' how I hated that damn ground
screaming but with no sound
My family broken up as can be
yet none as destroyed as was me

Now in lonesome grave he lies
severed from all loving ties
I cry there standing so alone
bright world crashed, he is gone

Misery came summer of sixty-nine
too young to get drunk on wine
I stayed out all that dark night
waging my own long futile fight

I did my battle with dark spirits
coming softly but I could hear it
They placed deep hate in my heart
punish somebody, myself to start

My youth suddenly away had flown
my hate forced me to be grown
Some body will pay coming years
no more sobs, no more hot tears

Bark has now so wrapped my tree
my hate ate out the best of me
Ran alone in this blackened world
hate, my blazing banner unfurled

Bitter ash came from my burnt stone
compassion leeched from every bone
Years raced onward into my old age
time finally healed my bitter rage

Yesterday, talked to father again
told him I wash my leaves in rain
This tree bears no more bitter fruit
clear water finally found gnarly root!

Robert J. Lindley, 05-02-2015

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