My Diseased Decision . . .
Did I dream this moment sliding away?
Everyone seems to think this way
Please, God, allow an ounce of your wisdom
Record each heartbeat, each pulsating plea
Evenings 'til sun so bright
She left a soul for greed, for sight
So raindrops fall untethered low
Inside this diseased decision I go
Over and over I cry his name in muted
Notes of songs yet old
In his lands he smiled
So sons, wives, work unhindered
Always knowing, caring for my abode in heart
Kindness kindred to beast and fowl
Insights covered sandy eye'd giggles
Love came hesitant
Love spelled vanish
Every breath a knife to heart
Running down a window pane now
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