< Poems by Charles Jobson >

A closely guarded secret

Under one roof a divided household,

refraining from acts of community,

bitter and resentful.


All the years passing

cannot erase the hurt that lies within,

minds bound by a spirit of hate.


What’s needed is a friendly face,

beaming with encouragement and trust,

breaking down walls and building up.


Finally the hope is there

that gleaming faith and patience

will win through:


a total state of reconciliation,

a chance for all to grow.

Charles Jobson 2020. For permission to re-use contact  godfrey@wordsout.co.uk.