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To the Newly Liberated

by Ken Harnisch

Don’t dwell in the darkness, but remember it
It may have been your choice to be unlinked
But it was his to leave you unappreciated
And if there’s anything fair in life, it is that
Karma brings righteous insult to the injurer
Eventually in time’s good time.

Stay strong knowing you did the right thing
And when, on cold and lonely nights, a child
Cries in your arms, bring her closer still
And she will remember you, against whose breast she trembled,
Loved her in the worst of times, and was always there

She may not recall the whip of his voice; its cannonade;
He may, as time softens the worst of what he is
Even seem to her a god. But false gods are like leopards:
They seldom change their spots, and he is only an outraged
Hymn away from bringing back all that made your exit holy.

It is a brave thing to walk away when others think you odd
It is braver still to know something in your heart
And takes its fierce message home to a courageous end
This is not finale here, just the first clean page in
A brand new book, the one which you alone are author

Knowing that, always remember this:
You may be lonely for a time, but you will never be alone.

09/10/2010

Author's Note: She knows who she is

Posted on 09/10/2010
Copyright © 2025 Ken Harnisch

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Charlie Morgan on 09/10/10 at 02:22 PM

...ken, i know her; she's my daughter, and the OTHER--her dead-beat ex-hubby...your voice in the darkness is wonderous to hear, wonderful to read. change the she[child] to a he...rings so true, so true, i couldn't say it better.

Posted by Melissa Arel on 11/14/10 at 06:17 AM

<3

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