For Thou

Seek the disconsolate in the dwelling of punishment
Where discord has left mine consorts in ruins
And innoxious hearts of equality and dignity
Go crying in corners of nightfall.
Set forth an escort
For the prisoners of the labyrinth.
Succor those in danger:
Those who chose non-existence.
Endure life.
Refuse not time.
Time is fortunate not to have lived suffering
Amidst a weeping world.
Endure young love,
For seconds go off
As thy beautiful beloved
Fills my heart and mind.
Wearily, I walk
In the bondage of zeal, neglect;
Vigilant as thou laugh
And leave opportunities sealed.
Look for me in the dwelling of punishment
Where thou presence brought forth mine endeavor.
A proof that mine humanity is assented.
Come, take mine hands,
Take me to lie in thy embrace.

Acknowledgment is due to the Nightingale (Vol. 1 No. 1 June-October, 2005), the official publication of the Nursing Association of Responsible Students, where the poem was first published. Registered & Protected


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Recis Dempayos

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