You came driving at my pane
With such fury and velocity
Seeking vengeance on the one
Who could no longer respond
Staying secure behind silent shutters You came wailing at my door
Hurling insult and misery
Battering yourself in an attempt
To somehow injure me instead
Who smirks aloof and unfeeling
The savage storm rages helpless on those
Who have buried the wounds of the past
And remain unphased by life’s torments
To which they long ago proclaimed
“I will absorb you no more”
- Mary O. Fumento, 1988