BITTER HARVEST

O’ you who love, love not as such

To know so little and love so much

For if you do, I think you’ll find

Love undeserved bears love unkind

And please don’t put your faith in words

For words are purely empty things

That claim to fly with soaring birds

While knowing well they have not wings

My heart was once a tree of love

Beneath whose roots the truth did dig

And having crashed to earth above

It lies there now – a broken twig

I tried so hard to face it out

But faced with truth, my visage paled

I danced for rain in summer’s drought

To produce a single drop – I failed!