Tragedy is, but a fleeting moment in time,
Burned within our eyes, burned upon our minds.
Tragedy is, but a fury of discourse.
Within our minds spoken.
Upon our hearts broken.
Tragedy is, that what must be overcome,
in order to learn, of life’s lessons to come.
For who among us can bear witness to,
the pain that was kept for an unfortunate few?
To grow, to learn, to love and to live,
Tragedy’s but that, which teaches us to give.
Tragedy
Poetry
FracturedMindset - Thursday, February 23, 2006 - 4:33am




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