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Sunday, April 5, 2015

All Is Not Lost

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
they said to themselves
during Friday's brutality and fear and
cowardice.

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
they said to themselves
after Sunday's garden surprises,
and dusty road camaraderie.

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
they said to themselves when Peter
didn't get a dressing down and Thomas
got to poke the wound dressings.

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
they said to themselves when he made
a last picnic at the beach and left a few
last imperatives.

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
they said to themselves as they witnessed
unimaginable twists to this plot they
couldn't keep up with.

It wasn't supposed to turn out like this
they said to themselves when they
mobilized and galvanized themselves
into a formidable force of love -

left but not left hopeless or comfortless.