Helel Ben Sharar: Revisited Poem by Jim Milks

Their fight was extraordinary,
their break-up legendary
but was truly the victim
and who was the adversary

One with the gentle press on their side
And the other with nothing to hide
“It was not me that did transgress.”
“It is not me that is broken and bitter
I do profess.”

One with the obsession to gain control
The other simply trying to console
Who truly is the one that cannot let go,
the one whose heart is full of woe?