Mary Ann Samyn The Kingdom, The Power

Suffering goes on too long. Doesn’t it.

For inspiration, Jesus drank from the cup that was of course his life.

Like anyone, my father must’ve had other ideas about the future.

Defenseless now, he’d like to give up; at a great distance,

I wonder what’s possible.

A train runs along the other side of the river. This is not my town

though I’ve lived here all these years.

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