PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

there is hope that lives deep inside me

and it is a hope of stellar proportions

though a mere slip of a hope all the same

without even for itself a proper name

a heading as you will for us

all and our finer points of accomplishment

a silent manifestation yet sorted out

by even the most logical ailment of all man

to put it simply

loneliness

she harbors a real concern for the nations

a threat almost

that begs in guttural litany

to be acknowledged

suicide never had itself so publicized

as it does now

there are such great immodest lessons to be

learned at the throats and cost of other's

devastating tragedies

why is death so damned alluring to a lonely

rejected as an out cast teen

when it scares the majority with any accountable

amount of age upon them to the point of pure

and utter obsession

last minute withdrawn silent screams all over

the world fail to be heard at any given hour

by too human ears to our greater collective

detriment

yet in our sunken deafness and grief

God awaits us

loving us all the more as he weeps

and he hears us all too well

with his far superior Godly hearing

than that of mere mortal man and his

unconditional love's sweet omnipotent

perfection

even the most foully battered of all warrior

souls

stands to inherit a place to sit upon the

Lord's eternal lawn of peace

relaxing to drink a tall cool glass of never

empty lemonade

as the Saints play the Angels in an invigorating

afternoon game of crochet in Heaven

while the Lord laughs and looks on

so undecided though no matter how divided

be our even most enjoyable fate!.............

(April 15, 1997)