The endurable tryst

Trial by life’s an undoable  tryst
Sad days of darkness must come to an end
Trial by life’s an endurable test

Send for the minister,send for the priest.
With her long pointed  nails ,she has  her garments  all  rent
Trial by life’s  unendurable  tryst

The priest is  no longer  either sacred or blessed.
The succession  has faltered with  bitter dissent
Trial by life’s an endurable  test

The  people must now to each other confess.
The Tabernacle’s  empty ,for who paid the rent?
Trial by life, who can endure such a   tryst?


We need to look into  our own hearts that curse.
We need to take shelter,though torn is the Tent
Trial by life’s an endurable   test.


Who  gives the verdict,which judge is not bent?
Who can decide whether we should assent?
Trial by life:what a  blow ,what a   fist.
Trial by life:  the unbearable  last





Get out


“All too often women believe it is a sign of commitment, an expression of love, to endure unkindness or cruelty, to forgive and forget. In actuality, when we love rightly we know that the healthy, loving response to cruelty and abuse is putting ourselves out of harm’s way.”
bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions