Tonight

 

I sat straight faced and listened

As the torrent of terror tumbled from your throat,

And wondered how do you ever smile,

And how do your eyes glisten?

Your smile is radiant.

I heard your story

And tonight I will go home

And cry.

I am not young or naive

Nor am I impressionable

But your story shock my humanity

To the core.

The vile truths spilled out of your memory

Via your mouth

Until my ears and mind screamed

No more.

I heard your story

And tonight I will go home and cry.