My Heart Breaks With The Passing Of Hours! Poem by Maurice Harris

To borrow lexicon from a hero of the past:
'Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty, I am free at last! '
Free, in large part from the pall you did cast-
Alas, I do see for me, my life's return fast!

You haven't an idea, have you, of the damage you have done?
Nary a notion of the consequences of your action-
Making all in our lives part of one or the other faction,
Tell me my love, what have you really 'won'? ?

Love, as you know, in its truest form, ne'er dies
One is unable to bury it away, no matter how one tries!
Alone each night, without even self, you are lonely-
Knowing in your heart, comfort comes from me only!

Allow my darling, the return of love, ours-
Hurry you must, my heart breaks with the passing of hours!

Maurice Harris,26 January 2008