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Mea Culpa
by BethB

Disclaimer:  The Sentinel, and all things connected to The Sentinel,
belong to Pet Fly, UPN and Paramount.  No copyright infringement is intended.

Notes:  This was the first poem I'd written in years.

The image of Jim at the end of S2P2 haunted me until this was written.


This can't be happening.
 
     White and still,
     Death settles like a blanket,
     Bringing no warmth.
     The stillness scares me most.

This can't be happening.
 
     Heart's silence 
     Fills the air with accusation,
     Offering no pardon.
     This quiet screams my guilt.

This can't be happening.
 
     Blue fire snuffed,
     Consuming half my soul,
     Relinquishing all hope.
     My desperation pleads a miracle.

Don't you go!