Eating Pain

For so long, I have been affected

by heavy lots of pain and sufferings,

as if a fee were due for being alive.

Sometimes I revolt and get nervous,

sometimes I resign myself to Destiny.

Last evening, having dinner at the table,

I could not avoid pouring abundant tears,

which washed my hands and my bread.

So, I remembered the Last Supper, where

Our Lord had blessed the bread with wine,

leaving it as consecrated leavening to endure

coming days and times of beloved humanity.

I ate this bread, seasoned by salty hot tears,

with the joy of the righteous,

and, conscious of the miracle of the moment,

I also ate and put an end to the lack of faith.

First published in Whispers, August 02, 2016.

Published in Spirit Fire Review, August 27 2016.

Nominated by Spirit Fire Review for The Pushcart Prize 2016.

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