A Blissful Deliverance Poem by Roldan Escanan Go

</>You really think you have ended all
The face, the voice, the memories, the call
I tell you unless you embrace the whole of me you’ll never walk tall
Even if you go pretending released, you are still bound to fall.

And how is it that you suddenly hate everything of me?
How could you have forgotten your torment I have aided to flee?
Is it because of the cut I created when I started to see?
That life would be lovelier if, in the end, it is not you and me.

If you let go of me, let go with compassion and justice
Not with hate not with loathing but with goodness,
Let’s leave each other’s dream and grasp each other’s mess
Not with vengeance but with fondness, with peace none the less.

So forgive now and stop chasing this dreary run
And I promise to whisper to the wind when it crosses the sun
The words that will fill the song you have kept undone
And only then you will truly feel what it is to have blissfully forgone.