Shawn L. Bird

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poem-torn February 1, 2016

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:59 am
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There at the bottom of the bag

is that precious photo

of the beloved man, now gone.

You have torn it into shreds,

torn my respect for you,

torn my love of you,

torn my heart in two.

It was not enough that he adored

and worshipped you?

You were blinder than him,

though he had the account with CNIB.

Your bitterness is poison

and I will not drink it.

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2 Responses to “poem-torn”

  1. Some people’s pure love ends up seemingly wasted on the blindly ignorant. In truth, it is the blindly ignorant who are wasteful.


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