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Ode To Sonya — Part 2

By Wil C. Fry, April 4, 2001, 22:15

Copyright © 2001 by Wil C. Fry. All rights reserved.


How can I express the gratitude with which

I realize your immense distance from me?

Knowing that I will never feel your destructive

presence brings unfamiliar peace and
   relaxation into my weary soul.

While it is true that you were not evil personified,

your relatively few positive traits pale in
   comparison to the massive amounts of
       sinister qualities with which you
           were endowed.

But the rivers and winds of Time have finally

brought Justice to me by removing your
   abominable influence from me.

And, though others of a similar nature are

surely in my vicinity, I have received my
   fair warning — my time with you — and
       I know enough to avoid them.

Peace — dare I say it? — Peace treads softly

upon me, breaking the habits of fear and
   suspicion that you taught me.

The flames of ghastly eternal punishment that

followed your every step have now subsided,
   and a blessed cool wind of normalcy has
       refreshed the lungs of my soul.

Perhaps it will not be long now before I

experience my last nightmare about you,
   and my sleep will be untroubled by your
       ghoulish torment.

They say that if you stare into the Sun too long,

its brightness will burn out your eyes.

Well, you were never that bright, but now I

know what they mean.




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