An Arrow In His Side Poem by Ray Lucero
An Arrow In His Side
On a stroll through the city I passed a stranger;
Excuse me sir is that an arrow in your side?
“Yes” he replied
Would you like for me to pull it out?
“No”
Doesn’t it hurt?
“Yes it hurts like Hell”
Then why not pull it out?
“Oh, I’m used to it”
(Peculiar how so many are addicted to pain and suffering)
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5/6/2024 9:52:08 AM # 1.0.0.1119
sure shot... an arrow that hurts but we live on...unbowed