A Final Solution – poem by Bruce Whealton
A Final Solution
I sat down tonight
with my friend
Despair…
we spoke for hours and hours…
I was hypnotized
As the night drew onward
he became more passionate
He had a plan,
a solution -
a final plan,
as it were.
Yet, I couldn’t go through
with it.
I was scared,
confused,
didn’t have the stomach for it…
slowly
over time
he just faded away,
like an apparition.
I knew he’d be back
and we’d talk again,
and he’d bring up his plan
and maybe I’d listen,
yes, I’d at least listen,
that much is certain.
This blog is published by Bruce Whealton, more information about Bruce Whealton is here… Bruce Whealton is the owner of Future Wave Designs, a North Carolina Company providing Web Design and Web Development. Visit:
NC Web Design:Future Wave Designs
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Wonderful, hope you don’t mind I saved it in my working poetry file, beauitful, compassionate, thanks
Sure, feel free to use it.
Bruce