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The Courtyard
a poem about life's choices
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The Courtyard

I cry out here in the courtyard
Let strangers see my tears
Why I scream and beat my breast
These hours into years

Wed to the side of evil
And evil tossed aside
Now I’m alone in the courtyard
No mind or fear or pride

Always the sad and lonely
Others walking past
Should have been first to notice hate
Instead I was the last

I lay out here in the courtyard
No children at my side
All of the years I prayed for mercy
All of the years I tried

Death to the side of evil
Now evil has no breath
I took all I could and took some more
The knife I plunged instead

A home can’t be made of hatred
The grass it will not grow
Seedlings will die upon the vines
I speak of what I know

Divorce seemed a casual observer
Until evil descended the throne
Took all I could for years on end
But he could not take my home

So I sit out here in the courtyard
All the tears have turned to rust
As I plant his evil in the ground
I watch as it throws him up

Is there no peace out here in the courtyard?
To just let go of the pain
The dreams of revenge cast me no solace
Chained in the courtyard I remain
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