passion day3
among friends
imperfect
eternally flawed
and i know
what its like
choke
in your face
realization sting
of betrayel
of deserters
accomplices
crimes unspeakable
and i've
always run...
face first-wind
pummeling-
out of my skin
and down made up roads
i have refused to deal
consequences
the big picture
jaw dropped-awed
look-i'm amazed
at your gentle
reclining the breaking
of the bread
the intimacy
of friends sharing
supper and wine
the stories of the day
all the while
carry weight
humanity
knowledge of cop outs to come
and you don't shout
from rooftops... knock some sense
into thir two dimensional heads.
don't serve your outrage
down their dining throats
are not aloof.dismiss.clam up
withdraw shaking.
your head
disbelief shaking
your heart
at trusting,again,shaking
your fist
at the callousness.
quiet peaceful
ready ripe
with humility
take it all in
with your mercy
allow for
shortcomings
the fraility
and broken
promises.... and i am
truly amazed completely
dumbfounded.... and
still....
i run.
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