A Thorn To The Ear Poem by Ezio Olubelleau

A Thorn To The Ear

Two hundred
and fifty-five years of love.
Prime's heart, gutted—
a thorn pressed near his ear.

He raged;
it changed nothing.

He softened;
no mountains moved.

So he stormed—
his fury turned to understanding.

Ashes fell,
but none mourned.
Silence lingered,
sharp as the thorn.

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