Blind

Blind

A Poem by Alan Mark Maynes

I heard a woman crying
I heard the chapel bells
In this place of worship
Where everything seems well
I asked her what was wrong
But she didn't have the strength to tell
She cried a river
A river of hell
There was pain exposed on her frown
As she sat in silence 
I knew someone had struck her down
I could see the tinge of black and blue
I know in my heart 
Those bruises were not new
I looked into her eyes 
And seen a distant past
I knew her pain and struggle 
Must have been incredibly vast
I wondered if comforting words of wisdom
Would even bring upon a smile
She suddenly recognized me 
Even though it had took awhile
I realized it should've been me 
Sitting in her place
Asking forgiveness for myself
For causing all this discgrace
How could I have been so blind, That I couldn't see
The evil entity that lurked inside of me
I sat down beside her
And thought how our lifes could change
I knew if it started in my heart
Love would be in range
I found her hand lying in my hand
She was no longer the woman crying
Staring at her wedding band
Our broken feelings 
Would come to mend
With gods grace
Our love would forever transcend 

© 2013 Alan Mark Maynes


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Alan Mark Maynes
Alan Mark Maynes

Denver , CO



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