Great pain can bring us into places I would not have gone, but for a 'lifetime' wrong...I will not. I will return to higher ways, as I cannot contribute much...the way I've done, for there is no excuse of me.
All may 'right' as all may 'wrong'...with no exception. I must hope, you can forgive. There is no pill for this, no bottle in the bar, nor bullet in the gun. There is only one way...'change'!
I have a father. He is with me. I will pray that he can comfort this. If not, I seek oblivion...in that wild forest of my poetry. Amen.
Written by, Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
Art: homeless man, google pic
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