Trigger Figure

 

Armed with tongue

When the bell gets rung

Points are lost

Damage done

Run, run, run

One stays one

 

The goal of cope

To lengthen rope

Loosen ties

From choking hope

An inward grope

For emotional soap

 

No die is cast

That has to last

Patch the hole

That sinks to past

Soul can’t fast

Once guilt has passed

 

Right the wrong

That stole your strong

The soul will heal

As it finds its song

It’s with ourselves

We must get along

 

 

 

                   s. paul (June 2020)