Early Works - Delusion
A light through the passing darkness
breaks the empty black that surrounds.
A fleeting seconds brightness
that flourishes for a while
then dies as it began in the black.
Thorns sharp, piercing,
protecting, attacking
hands soft warm caressing
bleed to the touch
pain penetrating
deep to this soul.
Life hard, bitter, unhappy
long foreboding
time unending non existent
a train without reason
human being, cold, hard, cruel,
sympathetic and understanding.
My life empty without passion
sad without reason to be
unloved but only in thoughts
caring, unprotected
someone falling from this
deep and blackness of hell.
Date unknown (Late 1960’ early 1970s)
poem by David Harris
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