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Relapse

January 27, 2012
By redottie BRONZE, Hacienda Heights, California
redottie BRONZE, Hacienda Heights, California
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A fright to say,
More so to hear.
The blatant truth:
Gone too far.

See those children?
They’re happy,
Oh so happy.
Well, see those children?
They’re grown up children;
Much room to cry.

Endlessly dark
And ever prominent.
A decade old promise,
But both parties have departed.

What a way to hold an end of a bargain.

The silent reign;
Sightless rain;
And there’s more to gain.
More to say and later detain,
Detain!—
Refrain!

Frequent reminder of mine,
Will you do the heavy lifting?
Old wounds are opening,
Leaving me motionless.

Well here’s a thought
Preach to the damn choir,
All are deaf ears—can’t hear.

What once rang true
Holds now no merit.
Yes, it’s meritless mercy;
Enjoy the company.

Hear this:
To your never-ending glory,
I thus present you to lasting eternity.
All that’s left, I hand to you.

Truth, less valuable than gold,
Than copper even.
Useless waste—
Ultimately reaps no rewards.

Now words don’t flow with ease.
They erupted from what was.
Yet, never a subject of your interest,
A pitch-less frequency.
Oh, not deaf? That’s right, only blind.

Ignorant! Hopelessly so…
Say no more.
See, best quiet during despair,
When beyond repair.

Consuming greed,
Please meet willing plea:

End this scene?


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