It has been years, but feels so close

All my kindness

Taken for weakness

Wrestled from me to preserve you

To mold the clay

So it would stay

Afloat, drifting,

Full heart ahead, though missed the boat

It was your highway. Your ship.

Your steering. Friends and family cheering.

No warning. Not a blip.

Oh, hushed October autumn day,

Thy drenching rain

On display through beveled glass.

Inside, it’s time, but there is no melody to lead me.

Silent steps, swishy dresses

Hisss, hissss, hissss

Into the snake’s nest

Red flags unfurling, cloaking and silencing me.

Selflessness until no self left.

A decade of despair and doubt,

Save the children.

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