That hearts can hurt this muchstuns.
Invisible hands
squeeze round the chest
wrap the throat
wipe tears that sting
and steal the breath.
I want to apologize to you
but can’t.
I can only…
make that change
in Michael’s name.
I am so sorry we didn’t
see you!
The mind reels
and eyes reveal
your message
landed here too late.
But better late
than never to arrive.
It’s not your fault.
You tried.
So will I…
to make that change
in Michael’s name.
The harm we inflicted
wounds
not just you—but us
and the world.
Oh the dark
we cloaked you in--
that tattered
and shattered
a soul
wounded so deep
as to take your sleep
and then your life.
I only know I will…
make that change
in Michael’s name.
We mistook your life for
ours.
Gave no rest,
chased your every move,
pointed fingers,
to mock, laugh,
call names,
rip your dignity
from outstretched hands
those same ones that
held the world,
tried to save it.
So I will…
make that change
in Michael’s name.
I can’t ever make it
right.
How could you
give so much when
we cared so little?
Held no mercy?
Heaped even more
upon your head
until you bent so far
you began to break.
I promise I will…
make that change
in Michael’s name.
The only thing we can do
now…
Remember you
were here.
Remember too that
no matter how much
we hurt you--
fisher of mankind,
you were ready to return,
to defy human nature
and try again
to capture us.
The least I can do now…
make that change
in Michael’s name.
(c) B.Kaufmann 2010 & beyond
*Note: Permission granted to reprint with (c) and author credits.
