Changed, Changed Utterly

for those for whom each word was like a stick they were prodded with

a soul gouged out

a roll of the eye

how can enough tears be cried

who learned to live within

and not to cry in public.or when the lash stung.

what laurels could they win

with the tide of the earth turned against them

as if they were buried alive from the beginning.

this has happened to many and happens still.

oh God since it is Your will

let the earth be spread before them, changed 

utterly changed as Yeats said so that :a terrible beauty

is born"

redolent with the Balm of Gilead.

golden, with the panacea for woe.

mary angela douglas 11 february 2021