By Andrea Dean Van Scoyoc

Never Mind

As black as a raven’s wing

Wails split through the night

As sorrowful as the dirges we sing

Tears blind our sight.

Trapped on a burning bridge

Between desperation and hope

No way out…no reprieve

We must find a way to cope.

Lamentations fill the air

Hate consumes each life

Disappointment our only friend

Laughing at our strife.

So, until we enter final sleep

No need to plead to God

Destined to forever weep

As we trek this cursed sod …

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