The Nurse

I decided to stop fighting mankind.
When I realized they were fighting against their own healths.
Internally and externally at war with themselves.
And I came to terms, with a heart I only imagined I ever had…
That I wasn’t angry, I wasn’t bewildered, I wasn’t even sad.
Bud sad to see, the essence that was beating on the inside.
A free thinking, feeling, God forgive, a human being.
A bleeding ulcer that wouldn’t subside.
I decided not to tend to a wound,
That is not yet ready to be dressed.
It is only for the soul of the living,
That in time, those demons are addressed.
So I found myself in a peculiar light,
One I would never have conceived of, but none the less.
I found myself a child again,
Without judgment, without peril,
With a heart incredibly and immensely open.
I confess.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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