RJL, by Anna Lorena Subscribe to rss feed for Anna Lorena

Quiet, reluctant, endurant, brave-
A  tired man in a body which must sustain
Through trying times without
              Complaint
              Protest
       Or the ability to make it all go away.
Silence through sorrows-
Shouts when no one can understand:
The need for compassionate companions
Outweighs the need for understanding
Because no one can ever really know
What this hellishly difficulty position
Takes out of a body
And  a spirit.
The spirit which loses control
Over the body-
That must yield to something far greater
Every so often, predictably.
Posted: 2005-03-19 03:33:19 UTC

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2005-03-19 15:42:12My_pain_your_thrill
Love it, im looking forward to reading, and commenting on more of your poems.

2005-03-21 01:57:31Anna Lorena
thank you very much for commenting - you get a gold star and i hope to see you around on here!