Bitter Hearts

By Deborah Ann Belka

Bitter hearts,
hold venomous minds
full of resentments
of all sorts and kinds.

Refuse to let go,
choose to hold tight
to their past grievances
with all their might.

Angry souls,
hold wrathful thoughts
full of cursing
for in life their lot.

Won’t let the sun,
take with it the clamor
instead new expletives
into the night they yammer.

Bitter, venomous hearts,
angry, wrathful souls
need to let forgiveness . . .
take their thoughts in control!

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