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Foregiveness

Contributed by invierno on Thursday, 6th April 2017 @ 11:13:23 AM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems



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










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Re: Foregiveness (User Rating: 1 )
by RussellReinhardt on Saturday, 8th April 2017 @ 11:52:30 AM AEST
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Wow Boet very brave and honest of you to lay it straight before your friends that love you so. More important the freedom you have brought upon yourself for forgiving and asking for forgiveness. The cleansing of the soul. Beautiful write brother. The poem and wording has structure and flows so beautiful. Awesome write man. God bless

Greetings
Russ




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