Poems by Rose

Afterimage

 

I traced your shadow on a white wall

An afterimage burned where you withdrew

An apparition flickers from our final fall

The shape of what I feared and now I knew

No pulse remains for me to follow through

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I offered years in covenant and breath

You answered trained in ruin, shaped by fight

A child conscripted early into Death

Then sent to war to make the damage right

You brought that War to every form of light

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You stood with Me beneath a watching God

No darkness hides behind what you became

Go on-- rewrite your Truth, deny the Fraud

Another heart will learn your practiced game

But Justice does not loosen at your name.

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