Her Very Sorrow

If I, in thought,
felt not her very sorrow,
then I, in being,
am not very much a man.
If I, in jest,
made light of her plight,
then I, in the light,
am darker than the night.
If I, in belief,
see her as less than I,
then I, in truth,
am immeasurably less than she.
If I, in verse,
did not address her horror,
then I, in truth,
must never speak again.
If I, in thought,
felt not her very sorrow,
then I, in being,
do not deserve tomorrow.

Inspired by the current scenes that I can’t unsee and those first two lines, which are from Act 4, scene 4 of Two Gentlemen of Verona. No, I won’t illustrate this piece. You know what I mean.

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6 thoughts on “Her Very Sorrow

      • Well, friend, your talent with words spoke my disjointed feelings. People who love justice and good are having a hard time comprehending how some people can be so mean spirited and lacking in social conscience. Please keep writing.

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