Thursday, June 2, 2011
Listen to me Father Confessor
Tell me where it hurts
The deep pain that aches the soul
The feeling deep within
The feeling out of control
Listen to the words
So scared and frightened
Like that of a child in a storm
Hiding under the blanket
Silently waiting for that calm to
Disappear
Crash, Boom, Bang!
The calm interrupted.
There is only the sound of water
Beads pressing against the roof,
The walls and the window outside
My room.
Tell me father will it end?
June 02/11
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Namaste my brother another flood season elapses. Hope you managed to stay dry. Koo dos for the Peg in getting a pro team back.
In Lak' ech, my brother...
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