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The Words on the Page

Updated on March 18, 2013

Life was too hard
for her sweet gentle soul.
To forfeit their pain
was her singular goal.
So with the courage of whiskey,
put a pen to the page,
to write the last act
and perform on life's stage,
then, she leaped from the edge
of her eighth story rail,
In a bid for some peace
that she hoped could
not fail.
She paused but a moment
to utter a prayer,
to plead for forgiveness
for her heartfelt despair.
With tears in her eyes,
she, then, took her last breath
and with child in her arms,
she jumped to
their death.
Her fate was deliberate and
destiny cruel,
she'd been too naive and
a sweet, trusting fool.
Now, the world would pass judgement
on the coward she was,
and the act she committed
would cause quite the buzz,
But the truth of it all,
there in words on the page,
would tell of injustice,
for the reader to gauge.
She had not chosen
the woman she'd be
and could not amend
her own proclivity.
But what she held sacred
was brutally tossed,
leaving her victim to
shoulder the cost.
A child was conceived,
came a gift from above,
and as fate had designed it,
a child she would love.
But, then, doctors told her,
as a matter of fact,
that they both, now, had AIDS
from that most vicious act.
Since she could not bear
such a burden of pain,
they together would exit
this hellish domain.
The truth of her story,
for any who cared,
was tragically sad and
unshamefully aired.
Now many will judge
what they don't understand,
but who truly knows
how much one can withstand.
So judge not with vigor
the heart moved by pain,
for the burden one carries
may drive them insane.
And who truly knows
the cost that she paid,
the pain that she harbored,
the decisions she made.
Perhaps,God up in heaven,
who judges the heart,
was moved with compassion
to His Mercies impart.
Tis not ours to render,
tis not ours to gauge
the guilt or the price of
the words on the page.

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      tnderhrt23 4 years ago

      ocfireflies, Thank you, kindly for your vote and your read. It is an intense piece, about a tragic event that deeply touched me.

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      I voted this poem up. I liked how you were able to take the reader through the story using poetry as the vehicle.

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      tnderhrt23 5 years ago

      Denizee, thank you so much. I really appreciate your visit and really awesome comment! Blessings and Happy Easter!

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      Denizee 5 years ago

      Amazing - you have a wonderful way of creating a poem that instills not only wonderful imagery but the content is easily comprehended which is not an easy achievement to those who love to write. This has so many life truths in it that are painfully lived by so many people - those with kind hearts who are quick to give and give of themselves often fall victim to those who are only placed in their lives to take and take until the soul breaks and faith is forgotten. Our God is a loving and forgiving God and I truly believe in my heart that he forgives everything and knows our hearts, minds and plans before we do. Bravo!

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      tnderhrt23 5 years ago

      Thank you, bella! It's great to see you here...and I miss you too, Girlie! Hope all is well in "bellaville"...Have a wonderful Easter!

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      Erica Sanchez 5 years ago from California

      As always significant meaning behind your words Miss ya Mz. Marsha!

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      No_Clue 5 years ago

      Hello, Ruby! Thank you for reading my work and for your awesome comment. The story on the news about the actual event that is referred to in this piece, deeply disturbed me. I knew it would take some unfathomable, big, deep pain to do what that woman did, to jump from an eighth story balcony with her child in her arms, pain that goes beyond that which most of us could even imagine. And in truth, it is not for any of us to judge her, but alot of us will, without giving a second thought to whatever it was that drove her there. That is what inspired this poem. I so appreciate your visit! Take care!

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      Ruby Jean Richert 5 years ago from Southern Illinois

      OMG, This touched me. Who are we to judge? Beautiful!!

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      tnderhrt23 5 years ago

      TTW, I so appreciate your encouraging words! What ever would I do without you? Blessings back atcha, Girl!

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      tumblintumblweed 5 years ago

      Very thought-provoking piece her, Ms Tnderhrt..It is so true...we are quick to judge without knowing the circumstances. Great job! Voted up!