The bravest thing I’ve ever won
Was never more than tearing down
What’s built around something I’d done;
Too ashamed to mark the ground,
And blamed the pain, without a sound.
Now decades stain a past once proud!
What made us blister, festers loud!
And deafens, deadens…
Shames me endlessly…
And washes the truth to be found.
akennific 