Sadness Poem by Katy Fulker
Sadness
I like the sound of Sadness.
It rests pure,
On a rusty red heart
Bulging,
And overspills emotion
That embraces the soul sincerely.
Sometimes I see its eyes,
Thick-black and weary
Of year upon year
Of weighted afterthought
And unfounded goodbyes.
Yet the sound -
A deep gut-wrenching rasp
That bursts ribs and robs us of breath,
Is everything to me
Of hope,
And heart,
And the redemption of mankind.
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