
after advice lent
and energy spent
after emotional rent
and gentle hearts bent
with frustrations to vent
within this environment
after being the one sent
sacrificed before Lent
as a spiritual arterial stent
the sanguine pressure’s pent
there’s no clarity on what it meant
yet I see who’s been absent.
sorry, Lord, my heart is rent
given how everything went.
POET’S NOTE:
Part of the The Rutted Road collection.
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
Tittu



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