two life stories,
three-word-thread
killed on crosses
made of pride.
eyes found love,
hearts that agreed.
flesh found faith,
love made life.
a baby boy.
pride and joy.
death claims life,
hearts are heavy,
anchors too heavy
souls too heavy.
humans make war
with hollow words
or broken glass
or crying bombs.
how to recover
a broken heart?
burn the shell
with the cross
and try again.
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Rising Colossus
PoetryLost in words, lost in the world, no world to call home. Wandering the stars and writing as I traverse. Collection of Self-written Poetry.
