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Easter's Desperation

Posted to Action Poetry

Innocence lost
crushes down on me
and I feel the weight of the world
perhaps a crown of thorns was a relief
bringing the knowledge
that things would change
for once
for good
I cannot bear
the things I have lost
the blind faith
the blind love
God bring them back
I need them to see You.
Even in the tear sticky morning
and the smeared make-up nights
and the homesick afternoons
I want to see You.