With the earth wrung out from the tears.

Moving waters…stood fast.

Closing in.

Containing the fears.

Languishing over the legitimacy of soil and its girth.

Many steps were taken.

I was not.

I am not.

A plot of plans…first.

Laying beneath the toil.

Conceivably, annoyance, rain, sun!

Destruction’s attempt at love.

In the dim light of awakening…my hesitancy would not rise above.


Though, I have lived to come on strong.

Resilience in requiem’s way…For now, cannot be swayed.

Always, undisturbed, yet, perturbed…

For my part, I cannot…will not give in to the powers that may be.

Until the end of Me…

I refuse to believe what others choose to see.




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