Monday, July 16, 2012

pain





I caused my mother pain before i knew
i’d be delivered folded at the waist.
My lungs filled with fluid before age two;
the one thing i wanted, i got no taste.

Bob Dylan - “behind every beautiful
thing there’s been some kind of pain.” he is right.
If i could have chosen what kind of school,
I would do the same, even with foresight.

To see beauty is good use of my being;
to not hurt others, would be beautiful.
If not me, others will be born in pain
Mother and child, with or without prayer pull.
 
Maybe in time, with love and tenderness,
we’ll find beauty sweet minus bitterness


jts 19 July 2012
hbd ma

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