Clifton Redmond

(7-4-1982 / Carlow)

Self war

the definition of self-infliction
the taking away of all that he loves
swiping the beauty from his hands
throwing bombs and taking cover

bleeding its sin into his rivers
soaking into every pore
flooding the corridors of the mind
and drowning the soul in blood and tears

the half will of the tired man
who has lost the strength to fight
whose bones are weakened
his eyes have grown tired and heavy

the only conclusion that is assured
escaping the torture of the self-war
an end to the unwanted struggle
his eyes close to the beat of the march

Submitted: Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, August 28, 2013

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  • Hazel Durham (10/28/2013 3:54:00 PM)

    Brilliant with depth of hidden agony and pain of inner struggles that tests us all as we fight to the end! (Report) Reply

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