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40 Years Later
Why have I come to pierce this desolation
When fierce emotions like a dormant beast
Are tearing at my gut and feasting on my fear
Until I taste the bitterness of yesteryear.
Have I perhaps returned to find a reason
To help explain the ugliness and treason?
Did I not plan to challenge God’s integrity
And make some sense of this insanity?
But . . . There is no special meaning to conceal
No pockets full of secrets to reveal
No thunder, no lightning, no great truth defined
Just a monstrous evil to torment my mind.
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