Helping Hand

Right or wrong I give you this gift
Self doubt, and guilt, do not make it any easier

Why can I cry?
For so many other things tears do not come close

Short of the cheap manipulation of film and TV
But the sobs for you are real

The pain lingering and numbing
A contradiction in emotion

Struggling to find the love to fill the void
Inevitable comparisons invalid as they are inescapable

The national trait of self repression
Mistaken for stoicism and a lack of care

Wrong and right
Fear and sadness

The weight ever present
In spite of the best laid plans

Moving on from the onward rush
Cowardice is an ugly and unpoetic word.

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