Way Of Sorrows

Pleasee read carefully

Way of Sorrows

way of sorrows

weight of time

mind lashed,

body broken

many watch,

looking on

from the other side

death waits

gathering myself

alive with doubt

pain through streets

then, now

they watch

ridicule

do nothing

words

bleed onto

the waiting

page knowing

no place as safe

for me to

rest and offer

all that

waits behind

my eyes

the way

trod daily

by outcasts…

prisoners…

mentally ill…

no

safe

place

justice, fairness

two lost blind men

on a dark path

all around

scream

none

wish to hear

George Coombs