Salt
Salt
Salt
that stings my weary eyes
And
turns their gaze away from skies
That
once did promise sweet release:
Salt
to salt I find.
Salt
that burns the open wound
Striking
chords of pain once tuned
To
drive souls into the ground:
Salt
to salt I find.
Salt
that makes the richest earth
Barren,
bleached and lost of worth;
Seeds
starvation through our mirth:
Salt
to salt I find.
Salt
that gleams like diamonds old
Found
in the caves of gems and gold;
Truth
untold, lies manifold:
Salt
to salt I find.
Salt
that stings upon the tongue
Falling
from eyes, wherefrom
Cruelly
the drops were wrung:
Salt
to salt I find.
Salt
that turns the water sharp
So
that to drink is but to harp
This
senseless thirst and senses warp:
Salt
to salt I find.
Salt
that pours out of each breath;
Bitterness
that reeks of death;
Burns
the heart ‘till naught is left:
Salt
to salt I find.
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Amazing! I read it and was just struck dumb with the incredible rhyme and heart-wrenching grief and beauty this story conveys.
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