Even Then


Supplicant (Photo credit: Transcendental Moo Cow)

Should you fall to your knees
Beg forgiveness
A supplicant before me
Even then, even then
I do not know

Should you admit to your crimes
Every single one
Without excuse or accusation
Even then, even then
I do not know

Should you call on a friendship
Never really born, nor yours
Rejected for a game
Even then, even then
It’s just the same

All trust is broken
Irrevocable damage
Falling around our feet
Yet even now, even now
I do not know

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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8 Responses to Even Then

  1. purple says:

    such a sad reality, broken trust … no matter what we do … even then, I do not know. Poignant and stark, not to mention true. Very well written and expressed.

  2. Oh, Helen. Nothing hurts as much as trust broken and a friendship lost.

    • Thanks Susan, that is so true! Sometimes I think the hardest thing to lose is not the relationship but the idea one had of it, if that makes sense? So the pain is also a matter of a mixture of dismay and disappointment. πŸ™‚

  3. Jack Flacco says:

    Another great one! So good to read “Even then, Even then” and having it change to “Even now, Even now.” Makes the words so final. Good work.

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