The Cure

my dad wants I’ll Fly Away

to be sung at his funeral

even as those who love him flock to his side

i go to his bedside today

feel the pinch of human bond

know we are pulled toward

each other in this salad of

love oil on our wounds is

being together although we

have found that most other

remedies are easier the pharma

book of love that has rats addicted

to heroin but only when isolated

and alone, back at the rat ranch

with friends and a warm place to

run they don’t like the substitute

for love any more lose the desire

for drug, can you believe we have

wared on this drug for years only

to discover that all we wanted was

the deep contact of other human

beings a touch like and the stone

when Jesus

cradled the face of  a leper in his hands

rolled away from the tomb

just because there was no more loneliness

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2 thoughts on “The Cure

  1. Very powerful poems! Thanks.

    On Sun, Apr 16, 2017 at 3:34 AM, Poet Jude’s Poetry wrote:

    > poetjude posted: “my dad wants I’ll Fly Away to be sung at his funeral > even as those who love him flock to his side i go to his bedside today feel > the pinch of human bond know we are pulled toward each other in this salad > of love oil on our wounds is ” >

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