Bitterness
Bitterness,
Sparks like a bright light lit, from his tortured heart,
shone through.
The weariness of a lost soul that carried a flame
through the wind.
Rashness in his speech.
Bitterness,
For giving and forgiving.
Here his alms.
Here his family.
For giving and forgiving in deathly rain.
Meeting in the quavers of silence, which time carried.
A charter oak tree.
In a lions den.
Engrave on it the date.
From the Liberty Bell I hear no ring.
Copyright © Joni Gerech | Year Posted 2006
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