Unwilling to Escape
Getting back into the flow of writing, mostly with wordplay and poems. I'm a creative soul, from childhood to middle age, and my joy is to produce new things the world has never seen before. I'm an educator from the USA working as a college professor of lit and music. I'm learning to love myself little by little.
My friend deserves much better; still, he clings,
Against all warnings, to that bastard's love,
And whether feighted or genuine, it brings
Destruction. Now the demon's poised shove
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Its victim from the precipice! Oh, now,
He's lost his balance, inches from his death.
Persuaded that he's guilty, he does vow
He won't let others save him. "Save yourself,"
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He calls. Beneath, the chasm mocks his cry,
Anticipating my friend as its next meal,
And winking at the torturer; while I
Can't act, my shouts unheard. This evil's real,
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And only God, if anyone, can smite
The devil now-- Please! Pray, with all your might.
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October 2, 2016
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