This is a bad poem about how I felt after seeing a picture of some folks at a church, with all the stories behind their smiles.
I see you
Standing at the altar
Smiling
And all I see
Is the child
You rejected.
I see you
Standing near the group
Smiling
And all I see
Is the love
You hide.
I see you
Accepting praise and honor
Proud
And all I see
Is the cowardly
Question.
I see you
Standing behind your daughter
Smiling
And all I can see
Is the pain and
Shame.
I see you
