Besotted (When)A Poem by PeteRemember that the smallest seed of faith is of more worth than the largest fruit of happiness. - Thoreau. when knees wobble and concrete bends when you don't know what's for supper because your next meal is coming from a trash can when loneliness dances with marrowwhen a convoy of clouds stretch endlessly across the horizon when your only friends are cold rain and a frigid gale when the blanket isn't enough when dusk weeps and dawn whimpers when tears cry don't bother asking how or why when body trembles and soul shakes when those around you turn to sick laughter, needles, bottles, pills and promiscuity for comfort while you cling to a promise when twisted fingernails scratch the eyes of truth and lies bruise reason's skin when reading the tattered, yellowed pages of a dusty old bible with a torn cover is the only thing to get you through the night when church is wherever you happen to be when hope is just another four-letter word no one fluffs the pillows and leaves mints on a park bench where deliverance is just a movie with a banjo when will latent prayers be answered tell me when when when when © 2021 PeteAuthor's Note
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