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Picture Credits:
I was the harbinger.
I brought you the words
for forty years.
All manner of news
I delivered to you.
The common assortment of course –
Engagements and marriages,
Baptisms and confirmations,
Graduations, galas, parties and balls,
Foreclosures and funerals…
Professions and confessions
of longing and love…
More weddings and births
Ad nauseum, ad infintum.
Bearer of tidings both craved and abhored;
Often read before my eyes,
afflicted by the pleasure or pain
that crawled down from your faces.
There were those special communiqués -
letters penned in malice,
not to inform but to injure, to punish or inflame –
Extortions and threats,
Slander and blackmail,
Malicious gossip.
Jiltings and cheatings,
Evil writs with hateful intent to bludgeon the reader -
to induce suffering…
These I learned to smell
and avoided their reading
like Black Death.
Only your rare, happy news was rewarded with smiles
on my next delivery.
Your common bad is overwhelming,
greeting me with vapid stares, stark apathy
or with teeth and snarls,
diatribes, sneers, revulsion or horrified looks
upon my return.
It is not necessary to shoot the messenger,
for today, I shall toss your words into the sea
and follow them.
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