Promise of another day.

I read of a small boy, who's only Comforting last possession was

His dead mother's calico coat turned

Into a makeshift winter jacket...

His father had sold it for a bottle of vodka.

I saw a dog that got named Chase

For he had ran after a camper van

Of tourists, not to threaten them

But to be fostered, to be cared for...

They gave him a brief ride to be left behind again.

I listened to a woman who sobbed uncontrollably

As her husband snored in the next room

And two strangers at her doorstep schemed

To ravish her in the dead of the night

All she had wished for was some affection.

I spoke to an old woman all alone

Crying herself to sleep each night

Not a soul to pour her heart out to

Pleading me to talk sense into her offsprings

Hoping they would take her back in her home.

I watched a swan pleading with death

To let her hatchling remain intact

And take her instead of the unborn cygnet

Swans remain loyal to a single mate their entire lives,

But she had lost hers , so death healed her broken heart.

I tried to understand the trials of a young man

Striving to carve out a niche in this colossal world

He held torches for the blinded, he watered the deserted

He etched a path for his long arduous journey

Though each sun down stifled his breath.

I touched deep inside my heart today, after all this

It felt sore and raw, it's alive and beating still

Heavy and worn out it's threads flayed out

I held it close a moment longer and breathed in

With dignity you shall fall apart, I promised it.