Life Entombed

I was told by someone I knew,

I wouldn't see my kids for thirty years true?

I stayed quiet on the phone,

just thought it was a sort of stone.

Grave

Sinking from just the view,

the believed felt like doom.

What came next made me stop,

spoken words were a terrible lot.

Should this said come to be,

it would prove to be a seed.

Onward, forward goes my march,

wishing all the best imparts,

I hope you never suffer Lark.

Estrangement from the ones I love,

bitter deeds are planted 'cause?

Days of torment carry terms,

turned to years and greater yearns.

Hugs and friendly type relations,

experience seems to mirror a station.

Introduction to such hard learns,

the dream of better was simply burned.

A promise held in patient wait,

delivered time without escape.

Life brought 'round a different state,

the shape of what implied replaced.

Wisdom tells the past mistakes,

not all ascribe to being erased.

By the time the age took place,

the toll of this would be in dazed.

Hope and dreams often bring case,

the facts that say I left a trace.

To be hanged with such disgrace,

made my eyes resemble maced.

The stinging value had a base,

life experienced in such ways.

Why must people speak of late,

extending reach to exasperate.

In with breath to out my fate,

please don't let me fill with Hate.

A potter's field filled with clay,

the dirt becomes the hide in play.