a plea for pity
a soothing reprieve
a willingly wept prayer
a wretch’s last unsubtle cry for mercy
hopeless words half said, half breathed
a beckoning death knell
could not sound sweeter
and yet fate would not allow such ease
a desperate wail
scraped from within
feeble efforts to meekly appease
the undeniable truth of unease
i have never
lay upon the roadside and cried for sleep
pleaded for water or whimpered for a meal
walked farther than far and still walked some more
bickered for space and frowned at innocent smiles
said words i did not believe
swore oaths i did not comprehend
felt pity drowning within myself
felt fright in sharing
guilt for still caring
accused innocent lives to continue with mine
i thought my nevers would last,but they betrayed me…
my never evers have become my now.
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