The Litany

July 30, 2011
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A caterpillar hangs upon a leaf,
Sighing for the tears, the grief;
For in just a few days he leaves this stage,
He leaves this book, he leaves this page.
And throughout all his highs and lows,
The litany continues, it grows and grows.


A butterfly waits upon a cloud,
High in the stratosphere, erect and proud;
He has made it past the words of hate,
The vicious slander of the second-rate.
And through all the yes’es and the no’s,
The litany continues, it grows and grows.


The same butterfly lays face down,
Not lively but weary, not blue but brown;
With his memories stowed away in drawers,
He covered his scars from all the wars.
And through all of the hands he had to lend,
The litany must stop, must end and end.

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TotheSea said...
Oct. 1, 2011 at 3:33 pm
You're an incredible writer.  Much to my shame as a writer, I had to look up litany.  (: 
jasont727 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Oct. 1, 2011 at 6:49 pm
Thank you so much! I just read some of your work and I can gladly say the same--you are also an incredible writer!
TotheSea replied...
Oct. 2, 2011 at 7:32 am
Thank you very much!  That means a lot.
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