Broken Promises
Undoubtedly young people
Will whimper when
Reminded of lifetimes
Of promises profoundly
Given, and
Greedily taken away;
Why winsome minds
Should seduce suicide
As though it were a
Warm winter wrap
Pulled tight around
A cold lonely heart
Is more than a question,
For there can be no answer
And yet, in my empty
Locker lies lonely
DEATH:  Deep shed tears
Will wash away none
Of the blood that beats
Furious, river rapid
Anger each time
I, too, am reminded
Of lifetimes of promises
Broken, and of
Loneliness.
                          (c) 10 May 1987