the burden

14 Aug 2022

it is the cross you bear on your back the crown of thorns on your head this uninvited companion we call suffering that silently eats at you like a wild animal concealed beneath your shirt and marks your existence but wait before you bemoan it others have earlier walked the red dirt of your path borne that rough-hewn cross worn that bloody crown and been rewarded as will you and those who follow with that precious bond of understanding called humanity

Jaybird

I am retired, having worked primarily as a librarian, but have done freelance proofreading, copy editing, and book reviewing. I wrote some poetry many years ago, but decided it was bad and stopped, since I had other things to do. For the last ten...

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