Shadows And Sunlight
U Uriah Hamilton
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This lonely day is a dream
sleeping away into the mist
of time forgetfulness.
My words grow few
like my relatives and friends
entering the grave's greedy clutches.
I'm alone again like so many times before,
alone so many times down the scattered decades
of self-chosen isolation.
This is a cruel land where people fall headlong
from immense towers of fear and depression
into unsympathetic fields of denial and desperation.
I want to be a priest banishing curses
and blessing every soul I can find
that has been weeping in both shadows and sunlight.
3: 25 PM 5-8-2020
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