That Fateful Day, Lost

That Fateful Day, Lost That fateful day all was shattered and lost Lost! Pride saved but at what eternal cost! Soon a wandering mist , sailing all alone born of lies cutting so deeply into the bone Months and years crashed forward within a rage walking dead, eyes blinded upon a hated stage Mercy an elusive goal, flees with silent steps as beaten , battered soul sinks to darkest depths Suddenly light streaked across that angry path destroying betrayal , pain and such great wrath How could this be, a Love grabbing hold of me had not I cast aside such errant foolish plea? Pride fled but never, not ever that precious Hope mercy gifted to a spirit that simply could not cope! Robert Lindley. 06-09-2014