We walked together, side by side
Through years of tears…
With no escape you followed me
No matter how I tried to turn
From your cold, dark visage
You followed me
With heaviness upon my shoulders
You leaned and whispered callously
There is no use
There is no hope
Give up, be gone, be through
As I leaned on you,
your power grew,
and so I fought
and sought out another
To walk by my side…
And she was hope
And she pushed you away
Until the day you faded
Into memory
Of that lonely path
No longer taken.
The Writings of G. K. Bostic 