Stump Poem

The words still echo.
How do you excise a voice
that you once let in?

Her words a cancer
that sap my strength and being
as brittle bones ache.

The rings of past growth
show that I have done great things.
You cannot erase
the depth of the good in me
through your angry assumptions

I hear the kind words.
"There is nothing wrong with you.
You have a disease.
You are still a good person
with holy heart, soul, being...
"

"Someone must like you."
Yes and I am beloved
and I will go on. 
Stump in Stewart Park

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