Third Way of Sorrow
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| Painting by Lorraine Rigby. 2017 |
Their shouts and screams made no sense.
He did listen...
He wanted to understand...
He remained open to the end...
But they were suffering and they didn't want to face the mirror,
content in their knowing, in their imagined reflection,
He did listen...
He wanted to understand...
He remained open to the end...
They mocked him every chance they could get,
every opportunity of so called error was waded upon.
He did listen...
He wanted to understand...
He remained open to the end...
But as he lay underneath the wooden frame,
his life was to end by anger and arrogance,
the fuel that kept burning in their hearts,
was of despair and hidden truth.
He raised the wooden scaffold for all to see,
to know that he will continue on his road,
but by doing so....
.....an opportunity was lost by all...
and the Third Way of Sorrow was sung into our intimidated hearts!
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