Let Me Take Your Sorrow
Let Me Take Your Sorrow
By Jane Tawel
June 6, 2024
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Let me take your sorrow,
if only for an hour
For I am old, not like you;
no longer armored with pangs of youth.
Let me take the tears you ache too much to shed.
And I will let grief flow through me
as your fast stream flows free,
flows free through my slow-moving sea.
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Let me take your anger
until you need it again.
Let me take its energy
and keep it safe from misspent deeds.
And when you’ve rested and had some play,
I’ll give it back again.
Then you may lead the charge
to change the world once more.
Then you may slam the doors
on past and future visions of hate.
And in the house of my own self,
I’ll shut the gate on letting loose
the rage on life’s injustices.