The lies of the armor 

As I decompressed from the events of the day while oscillating in my chair, writing out the random thoughts in my mind on college ruled paper.

My thoughts turned to my greatest enemy – myself.

And the power that I have lost and summarily gained, by choosing to speak truth.

I realized that this enemy, is the same one that we all have, but we feign ignorance because confrontation is too terrifying of a prospect.

But ultimately…


We wear the armor crafted from our fictitious notions of grandeur – while cowering in the cold shadows of those addictions.


I refuse to run anymore.

I choose the trail – that unending one, that leads into the confines of God’s face.

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About Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, possessor of 2 cents, blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way.