THE AFFLICTED

  

Affliction, not pain, upon the innocent,

is the far greater of the two perils.

For, a loving heart that seeks new paths of healing,

will eventually find a softness in ones pillow.



However, the afflictors never stray far from their

troublesome road, and finds their walk as course,

as the place where they lay their heads to rest.





B.G. Wetherby


 

 



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