Monday, October 01, 2012


While everyone was living
I was busy dying
because without forgiving
there’s not much point in trying,

it’s cold without compassion
and darker when denying
the diffidence we fashion
to quell the constant crying

but now I’ve reconnected
my mercy multiplying
ironically resurrected
while you were busy dying.


Lynn Proctor said...

wow--i love it!!

rch said...

Thanks Lynn!!