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Thursday, February 2, 2012

Good-Bye

Good-Bye

Walking only to run
talking only to scream
trying to sing out my melody
I squeak out an empty tune
laughing empty laughs 
to empty jokes
crying not fake but real tears
of a truly real sorrow
wandering from
place to place
only to be shut out by the old
and misunderstood
by the new
closing my book of secrets
before any can catch a word
I say good bye
to something in the past
something in the future
and the confused,
frustrated present me.

© February 2, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)

Support We Gave

Support We Gave

Traveling on the wings of invisibility
To a place that
Only now exists in a long ago
Distant Memory
I see your face
And
I see your pain
And
I ache to help
But I know I can’t
So I dance around
To dance
With my fellow angels
Giving our support
As you bled
For our mistakes
Standing by we could not help
Bear the burdens
You had to bear
For us all
So dancing around
In the bright moonlight
We hold our ground
Lending our support
Encouraging you and latter
When you were taken, and tortured
When friends abandon you
We flew overhead
Whispering
“were here”
As you hung between thieves
We carried your spirit away
And helped guide you on
Your way.
You paid the price for our
Past and future mistakes
And we were unable to help
Bare the burden
So support was all we
Could offer to our dear
Brother
Jesus Christ. . .


© February 2, 2012 (Emma Joy Huls)