A journey through shame

The following poem I composed in 2005.


I wanted to convey a message of understanding to a very dear friend who was desperately close to the precipice of life. My message was simple, it was, that in spite of his actions towards his only son, I would do all I could to help him negotiate what would be a traumatic journey through shame. The journey would have to be undertaken to repair the serious damage caused by his reckless actions, in order to show his son his deep felt remorse for all he had done. I wanted to let my friend see there was always hope, and that a true and lasting reconciliation could be achieved. Most of all I wanted to let him know that in me he had and always would have a friend.


I gave this poem the title 'Descent'

When it rains, it rains so fiercely and ever so hard

I hear you, I feel you, and I see you are scarred

Eyes half closed and a grip so thin

Shadows weigh heavily and deepen your sin

The sun in your life trembles and fades

Descending along a pathway your emotions so grave

Memories awaken of how you have grown

Temptations still surround you a curse of grey stone

Friendships so fragile where should you turn

As each thread unravels by some you’ll be spurned

Strength is within you, for you hold the key

Hidden deep inside you is an image of me

The link we share has roots mangrove weaved

Just reach for my shelter, so safe you can weep

False expectations appearing so real

They limit your reach with vigour and zeal

A whisper, a murmur, your conscience starts to sway 

Whilst standing still in the light breeze of May

Your hurt self-inflicted is rustled and opens inner shame

Dominoes tipped are now accelerating this game

Springs fresh colours instil a yearn for release

A search for a place filled with endless sweet peace

But mine is a friendship so vast and so deep

My arms are wide open they offer a cradle of sleep

From over your shoulder comes a gift from the heart

Proving this bond filled with love is sealed from the start

Standing side by side a father & son, such permanent kin

When it rains, it rains gently and softens their skin