“Be Empty Once Again”
(Tom Entrican-04/05/2022)
The child that I saw yesteryear, the tears upon his face
Could that crying child be me from memories erased?
Could it have been a friend to whom a tragedy ensued?
Or just a dream that frightened me, no memory subdued
Should I recall the sorrow from all that I have seen?
Project it there for all to see on life’s big movie screen
Should I remember everything to never throw away?
Or is there something I can do to be empty once again?
Sometimes pain is remembered so we learn not to touch
Reminding us to leave alone the things that hurt too much
To guide us on a path that steers us far from all the bad
And lead us to a safer place while holding Fathers hand
All the pain that follows me and haunts my every dream
Passing there before my eyes until I want to scream
And wake up praying for relief, Lord please tell me when
Erase it all in one felled swoop, that I can be empty once again
The babies cry in hunger when comfort is so rare
Must it be so often that the people just don’t care?
And must my eyes behold it all what difference could it make?
Like I’m the one ingredient that makes the bread a cake
Would it really matter if I was the only one?
Who did not have to see what awful things that are done?
Is it unfair for me to ask to never feel the pain?
Or ask you to erase it all, oh to be empty once again
I know of all the promises and glory yet to come
While witnessing the rubble in the hearts of everyone
Remembering each little cut that bleeds into my mind
And yet I know that this will heal in its proper time
To sleep in peace one hundred years oh that would be a joy
Remember not one single thing, all of it destroyed
I keep my faith and hope for when He wipes the pain away
And filled with only happiness, never empty again.
- Author: tommytoons ( Offline)
- Published: April 17th, 2022 09:06
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Comments2
Good write T.
Thank you so very much.
So beautiful a super read👍
Thank you I appreciate that very much.
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