washing away the grimes of time

hot shower, no visible need,
yet, find myself, feeling covered,
by the grime of another wastrel day,
the excuses, the rationales of the
United States of Rationalization,
in a civil war, my reflection accepts
the ****** casualties, pieces of me,
could not deny, my-they-my-responsibility's

all cry out explain how and why,
we came into existence, and deferring,
told them, read my poetry

Soaking wet
With tears of joy
You embrace my face
How we both have waited for this

Threw all the nights alone
For all the pain felt
For all the letters that came
and for the ones that didn't

The tightening of our soul's
The shortening of our life span
Even after all this
We held on

Now the war is over
and the journey can begin
A family stuck in gridlock
Can now be whole again