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[aid] => mick
[title] => Foregiveness
[time] => 2017-04-06 11:13:23
[hometext] => A VERY important poem to me...a revelation about forgiveness.
[bodytext] => Hatred is an expensive emotion, a ladle of poison, a subtle weave of cancerous intent, bent upon the destruction of the inner harmony every soul is born with. Invierno 1992 Lying smiles floated face to eye to world, and even I bought the lie, thought them all sincere, every one; but deep within, below my grin, the past brewed hate, and not to late, I found at last the spear to pierce the dark where harmony had run. The puncture to the bile sac that held my peace at bay and back below where I to world bestowed my light has fifty years kept up the fight, the right and will to live and last in spite of what I would not give, and this, this is where I erred so vast. In hubris nurtured I, the wrong to me, a toddler then, and holding tight forgiveness for the one who let me go into the cold of many homes, I now know compassion dies, oh, so slow, and the beast of hate had won. Forgiveness, blessed be, was not to give from her to me, but I to plead the granting and acceptance of, what in spite repast I know is love, and beg forgiveness of my hate for wrongs half a century past, and if bestowed her heart to mine, harmony, the real thing, will find a perch in me, at last. Forgiveness was never mine to grant, but always there for me to ask. Invierno 2017 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 23 [informant] => invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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