July 22–28 ❘ Poor in Heart

Poor in Heart

I used to be certain,
satisfied I had all truth
stored up tight.

Over time, I’ve wrung life
dry, licked it clean.
My heart is emptier
than a beggar’s cup.

Despised, deemed dross
by the lowest ranks
of respectable rebels
and heretics,

I now hunger so deeply
that I’ll plant any good seed once
to see what grows.

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