I Saw You Breach The Wall

I saw you and the rest

you brought around

I carried the knowledge

and the jest laid on me

for a test, of trust

I saw you breach the wall 

and expose all

of who you are – were

still unchanged,

today proven facts

In fact,

I expect never 

to see the moment

of change arrive

as your silence insists

it was just in jest, in case-

why bother, you know the rest

I stand unchanged

in the face of pain

gone to the ether

and back again

I stand unchanged 

from womb to age

eyes darting dark 

with unsettled rage

a marriage made

an x-ray in shame

even towards heaven’s

grave,

even despite

a funeral in display

your bitter bite came,

even as the preacher

prayed,

the bitter bite came,

it came, like a stalker insane

despite that grief-stricken

awful day.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Bahram Bayat on Unsplash

#Poetry #freeverse #Grief #Trust

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