Hurt
Do boughs feel pain when vicious winds rip gnarly bark?
Does tiny cry pierce clear sky when hawk talons a lark?
What visions do the dying see as they ready to depart?
Is it possible to heal muscle, after destruction of the heart?
How can a person, once loved almighty, destroy a friend?
I knew it true, as her words made my tattered soul rend.
Floods of sorrowed anguish swamped disoriented world.
Emotions floated free---like dust from a flag unfurled.
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