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"Shadows & Shades"   11 - 24 - 02



do you know

i hold in my hand

a device of death

means to an end



i know you've read

and heeded the signs

but you can't

avoid my demise



you say you love

and care so deeply

but this won't change

my decisions immediately



your hope is like

a seed buried

young and frail

lacking the rain



the season for sustinence

has already gone

my plant of despair

already growing, begun



it shadows the fledging

hope is its name

it takes its sun

shrivels and drains



its roots tear up

young hope's hold

swallows it whole

what a sight to behold



the tree is ready

as spring comes

to shower fruits

what i have become



you look on

as it dies

i don't understand

why you cry



such a dark being

now met its end

why do you shudder

for this friend



his pain is at ease

his suffering over

yet you curse

you hate this brother



it's all over

the tree is dead

just look back

at the life it lead...