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Human beings suffer,

they torture one another,

they get hurt and get hard.

No poem or play or song

can fully right a wrong

inflicted or endured.

The innocent in gaols

beat on their bars together.

A hunger-striker's father

stands in the graveyard dumb.

The police widow in veils

faints at the funeral home.

History says, Don't hope

on this side of the grave.

But then, once in a lifetime

the longed for tidal wave

of justice can rise up,

and hope and history rhyme.

So hope for a great sea-change

on the far side of revenge.

Believe that a further shore

is reachable from here.

Believe in miracles

and cures and healing wells.

Call the miracle self-healing:

The utter self-revealing

double-take of feeling.

If there's a fire on the mountain

Or lightning and storm

And a god speaks from the sky

That means someone is hearing

the outcry and the sirth-cry

of new live at its term.

This part of the play The Cure at Troy really moves me cause it is relating alot to my life and my gf's life it seems... this was originally written by Seamus Heaney. It just touches me alot and just want her to know that she really matters to me more than anything in my life.... i don't know if she'll see this or not but i have alot of things going on and want her to keep moving forward and thinking positive....well peace out ya'lls hope ya liked readin it :happy:;

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