It's like a part of me died today

Among the doves

Among the pain

I saw the words burn in my gaze

The clouds parted --

As they tore at my veins

My Heart ached

My Head Throbbed

Blood congealing

I thought I had gone insane

No, not here

So crisp and cold

Bright and focused

Youth contrasting to the old

How clear

How strong, How alive - this hole in my gut

How sad, How sold - my soul felt

I quaked at the truth

I blocked it for so long

I saw it now

And it was not evil

But rather good and proud

Bold and sure

Right laced into the wrong

I knew the outcome was for the better

Those thoughts carried me along

But, still a hole remains

As the flesh curls at its sides....

Why does right come at such a high price?

                                                                               ~ Christine Brandon