jeffrey robin · Jul 19, 2010
the thousand years

and then the thousand years.........
........
we may speak of the GREAT ONENESS
but

it is a beaten and broken and alien place

seeking a love that is not here

speaking of a faith in something that
we do not, cannot, understand

for a GREAT BETRAYAL
darkens the light

which exists now only in eachother

for a GREAT BETRAYAL
clouds all sight

except for the love we feel
for eachother

we may find a form of happiness
we may dance and sing in the moonlight
but only for a little while

for a GREAT BETRAYAL
stalks all life

and , of course,
the unborn child

and we all are ONE WITH
THE UNBORN CHILD

if we are a human being

the ragged urchin angel
child

in the streets of poetry

he stumbles and bumbles and
tries to serve life

hoping you will join him there.

 
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