Culpable?
March 21, 2025
Culpable?
by Angela Mackey
It happened before
A leaving, a void, a rift
I see it. How it happened. Where we have been.
Will they listen?
Decisions tabled
Waiting, flailing, languishing
I see it. The coming storm.
Will they listen? Do I dare?
Bitterness whispers
Tearing, ripping, wounding
I see it. The anger roiling.
Will they listen?
Inertia or is it fear
Or do I see something that is not there?
Doubts paralyze my tongue
Praying the past is not redone
In silence uneasy peace remains
But maybe my hands will bear the stains
