#188 ‘Some questions’
When the old mistakes go un-forgiven,
When sins become the bitter herbs we’ve
taken,
When we search the floors for coins
forgotten
As though what’s lost might soon be found
again,
When the years become our sorrows’ lessons,
And there’s no turning back without an
angel
At the rock, without a heart that’s slow to
anger,
without a messenger who’s found your door,
What are the lessons for
If they can’t embrace us when we call
What are the lessons for
When answers are hammered to a wall
What are the lessons for, my love,
If they leave us standing at the door
What were the lessons for
If they couldn’t bring us to our feet
What are the lessons for
that can’t explain the victory in defeat
or why we turn and turn with love
despite our old mistakes,
Kevin, an important poem. Hard and beautiful. Pretty damn good.
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