this blood on my hands
is it mine or yours
hold still let me take
my knife from your back
its what a good husband does
Seamus, for sure I've read this poem before. Do none of us have enough courage to comment on it? It's such a shocking image, a graphic representation of what we sometimes to do one another. Very powerful. Effectively misleading and ironic title. Character slaughter is an expression I heard recently. There's another one I call character rot - it's insidious and slow but has the same end result.
Dear Laurie, I am pleased that you had the courage to comment on this. And, yes, this was written during a dark time of conflict in which words became weapons and much damage was rendered. A season that seemed could not, and would not end. I like your term, character rot. It is insidious, and devastatingly foul when you look honestly upon yourself and see what you are possible of becoming when selfishness is allowed to rule.
But, fortunately, commitment (another word for love when the pleasant emotional facets have disappeared) , forgiveness, determination, and reconciliation are beautiful and powerful aspects of relationships that can overcome wounds and allow for healing. The three stranded cord that does not break so easily.
Thanks for reading, Laurie. Blessings to you. :)
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