POETRY FORMAT, 26 Oct 2015
I cannot see you.
I do not want to hear you.
I have a life to live.
I did not start this war
or all the others,
and I can’t end it.
Give me enough steel
to encase my heart.
I want to be up-armored
against these assaults by your pain.
Then I will survive this war
and wait dumbly for the next one,
helpless like the wounded soldier stuck
all night on the barbed wire
crying for help,
except I won’t die at dawn.
Tom Greening: “I engage in five professional activities:
Faculty Member at Saybrook University
Private Practice of Psychotherapy
Clinical Professor of Psychology, UCLA
International Editor of the Journal of Humanistic Psychology
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