A Crushed, and Broken Person

By Phillip Hennessy

A crushed, and broken person
knows what it's Like, to Lose
yet wager ALL, again, for Love.
A crushed, and broken person
knows what it's like, to have Nothing
yet Smile, at the Sunrise, each day
A crushed, and broken person
Values the Worth of Truth,
yet Forgive all the Lies, they're told.
A crushed, and broken person
can disappear, unnoticed, in the Wilderness
yet converse freely with invisible Angels
in Awe, of the Stories, they behold.

For What ?, ( I ask ) could it Be..?
that IS so Crushed, and Broken.
Your Heart..?...Your Spirit ? ...Your Bones?

Your Love, for Life, and Adventures, remain
for They are not crushed, or unspoken
Your Heart, your Spirt, your Bones, remain
for They are not crushed, and broken
They, are not beyond the Repair
of those 'invisible' Angels, we meet
on those endless Avenues of Despair
and the noisy streets of Desperation.

AH-HA..!! your Dreams !
are They crushed, and broken?
are They, so Unreal, so Distant
so impossible, yet so near
that you Dare to speak such details
to the Angels that share, each Breath
and who gently guide each nervous step
into the unkown wilderness
and your thoughts of a future, forlorn?

No, YOU are not crushed,
and Nothing, is broken.
for You are Alive ! - (it's the Past,
of which you Speak, and Grieve,
for Those unresolved expectations,
and unfulfilled, impossible dreams).
The Darkness, you see, it is Over !
for the Sunlight of Opportunity
shines upon the Morning of your Future
and Lightens, the Mourning, of your Past

a crushed, and broken person
knows what it's Like, to Lose
yet wager ALL, again, for Love.
For they Know, they've Seen...
that Every night's a Lifetime,
Each single Day, ...a Prayer.

©Sunday, March 8, 2009 Phillip Hennessy