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Pondering the Sad and Fateful Decision
Pondering The Sad And Fateful Decision there he sat his brain peddling along heart fluttering in space and that bright summer sky kissing his face mind recalling trouble her face appears she that ripped his flesh and smashed his world there is no reprieve certainly is no hope he ponders the unthinkable a sharp knife in his right hand birds fly and settle in the sycamore tree... such vibrating colors and splendid tunes his heart started growing lighter music soothes the wounded beast yes, today he would walk back into this dark world fight the dreaded beast to rise in morn and smile eat a fine breakfast maybe find a new job why not he mused is my life ready for joy yes it tis brain fired up and heart grown lighter then suddenly he saw her face and darkness return he sits and sharpens that knife after all he thought what the hell is life..... after all what the hell is living but a black curse a lonely death he remembers his knife sharpens its long blade and muses death would it be so bad pain would stop sleep would fall and his heart stop crying.... again his brain thought what is living but a curse a curse he endures as she went away and now so will he... Robert J. Lindley, free verse 9-15-2023 Note: This poem is dedicated to my very good friend who in the summer of 1976 took his own life....
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