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An outcry for the new year

In every cup of joy
a drop of heartache

A tang
Continually reminding
of the poison in the well.

In every breath of life
the wheeze of death

A rattle
Marking the slow march
of every endeavor into decay.

In every heartbeat of courage
the skip of fear

A moment
Of sheer terror
that the talons will close.

In every fire of hope
the chill of despair

A flicker
In the desperate conviction
that the universe could possibly be good.

In every embrace of love
the flinch of suspicion

A wound
Throbbing at a caress
as if it were torture.

In every pang of disease
The scream of life

A song
Born of pain, carried on defiance,
Bellowing
Proof of love,
Evidence of joy,
Demonstrating life
in decay
Freedom
amid chains
Pulsing
the soul’s true knowing

That all things
Can be made
New

—Joli

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