Angels in Plain Sight
I know a person who lost everything he once loved
His family, his love, his name, his dreams
And yet, he still bears the weight of it all with a bright smile
A knowing smile
I also know a woman who has lost nothing of the sort
And she spits on him, passing judgement as if she holds the key to life’s secrets
Her venomous words sizzle in my stomach, burning my heart like acid
How can it be true?
How can she be righteous and he be condemned?
How can I know nothing and they know God’s will?
My community is built on love, respect
Hers? On shifting sand
My mother’s bitterness will be her damnation
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Reminiscent of “For a Friend Whose Work Has Come to Nothing” by William Butler Yeats.