Cremation

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Irreparable damages

Trauma, shame, infliction,

Petty revenge, for pain,

Anger insane!

"Justice?" weep in vain;

"Escape?" "When Oh! When?"

From prison;

Agony unbearable, morbid!

Hopelessly miserable, wretched!

Flee; flee for freedom;

Run alone! "Oh! Yes, run"

Ready at last,

"Why not, the spirit first?"

Leaving cold and heavy, body behind;

Spirit ahead in sport of life.

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Karyn Indursky's picture

This poem comes alive with your dialogue, exclamation points, emotions, religion. It was an interesting ride through your visions.