let it be known to Sorrow
that I've reopened to smile -
Inspite of its ritual calling,
that I dwell and share his cries.
emancipated by fleeting time
that eventually quitted pounding;
for inspite of the agony that
doesn't sleep, I never die.
Melanie Agua
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-it-be-known/
