Sense Of Injustice

An expanded and edited version, of my poetic response, to Frieda P's poem, "~Twice Forsaken". http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/friedapickle/1168635/

Have stood
Upon the edge

Of the ledge.

Between life

And death.

Waiting for

That damned zephyr
To push me
Over.

Knowing
The desperation
Of the soul

For a moment of peace.

When

Mortally wounded
By a love one.

Closest

To the heart.