Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar

Your depictions sit and haunt,
Although I am not physically there,
To witness any of it...
The anguish you are feeling,
Grips my heart.
Ripping it into bits.
If I had not understood this,
My tears would flow...
And not quit!
Just know whatever you are going through,
Ask of God...
To handle all of it!
And observe yourself,
Becoming protected with a mental lift!
This does not happen,
If you are not prepared to pray!

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