I See It

I see only resistance

and hate,

contempt and

misunderstandings

that have grown

tiresome

in my old age;

I see a temptress

lurking

in the dark recesses

and shadows

behind your eyes,

plotting and

scheming

your next revenge;

I see that forgiveness

has been given

a ship of her own

and a distant

ocean

in which to sail her,

charting

non-existent courses

with the billowing winds

of the trades;

I see weak precautions,

precariously

balanced and cradled

in your hateful arms,

like a mother holds

her dead child,

not wanting to release her

for burial

and too naive to really care;

I see an end to

the pain of life,

but have not the

courage

or the stomach

to end it that way;

and yet,

I do most definitely see

and realize,

it is the only way

to be

truly free...

17Feb14