"Again

By Paul A. Bourne



just cry my love . . .
let the world recognize
that, that a vein is damaged;
and ?'cause of socialization's principles
you threw self at agape'
without hesitation and in ignorance
not knowing that there's a price for err,
and a scar fashioned forgiveness.

Cry my love
let the world teach
today's separation lesson
to him who knows not the truth of love,
and to him who has failed to
grasp the woes of others
for the puppet of a son
has smitten thee like an angry hungry bull
making the simple boisterous, and the boisterous fatal
but this new curse ?'cause of readmission and
forgiveness shall fall you like an axe.


Cry my love
let not a freshly cut rose
from the garden of a King
charm thee on the morrow
saying ?'yesterday's scars are for yesterday'
for the marks are many, and
have not withered with the perfume of roses
instead
they hold in innocence
and have slipped through the cracks
of pure forgiveness
mowing away with a vengeance at
love


Cry my love!