a child is born
the drunk and the drug dealer
from the ashes of their lives
have brought forth this jewel
shining like the centuries
their own and others ruined by what they are
but their blood will know the future
curse them
curse them as they writhe
i am sick of their riddle
a buffoon and a criminal
between them can make a miracle
what idiot tortured destiny is this
how i envy it
envy beyond saying or sensation
for as the child's face lit up with sweetness
never was a smile so like redemption
proof positive there is majesty in the universe
and i must learn to live again
from the ashes of their lives
have brought forth this jewel
shining like the centuries
their own and others ruined by what they are
but their blood will know the future
curse them
curse them as they writhe
i am sick of their riddle
a buffoon and a criminal
between them can make a miracle
what idiot tortured destiny is this
how i envy it
envy beyond saying or sensation
for as the child's face lit up with sweetness
never was a smile so like redemption
proof positive there is majesty in the universe
and i must learn to live again
posted by heelers | 2:29 AM
5 Comments:
beautiful
Every cloud can shine...and there is nothing as rewarding and compensating as the face of an innocent...It's redemption, as you've put it!
Loved it!
James, this time I have to agree...I think you really are Irieland's greatest living poet. This poem stopped me in my tracks.
Now when are you going to start using that fabulous connect with children to start writing for them?! :-) I think you should ask your dedicated audience to vote first on whether they would be interested in seeing some of your ideas and then on which one we would like to see developed further. I know it would keep me coming back!! My motto by the way is to regularly try to do something out of your comfort zone, to remind you you're alive. :-) So, I'm starting the campaign for a childrens section on heelers diaries.....
not sure why my comment is coming up as anonymous. I think I selected name/url?
Fiona
Rut, Obligado!
Fiona, Alive moi?
J
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