Many Hundreds - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Many Hundreds

Many hundreds said no and
One said yes exuberantly.

Many hundreds missed the point and
One said yes knowingly.

Many hundreds stared blankly and
One said yes joyfully.

One said yes and I only heeded
The ones who said no.

A path travelled many times until
Yes revealed itself.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer