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Poetry by Shigé Clark

"Let the battered heart rejoice"

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patience

Unseen Scars

What if the scars we wore inside
Scrawled out across our skin?
Would we judge less the broken souls
For all their hurts within?
Would we forgive their selfish ways
And scoffing at the stars?
Would we be patient with their pains
If we could see the scars?

– s. Clark

The face of Hope is old as time,
All wizened in its waiting
While through his cracked and weathered skin,
He smiles unabating.

– s. Clark

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