“You told me that words would define me…”
A promise tendered – An epiphany
Ignorance is bliss of the deadliest variety.
That choice between – Cowardice or bravery
The obstacles that litter our path…
Food for thought – An epiphany
Light the grill…
Evolutionary posturing
“… Why shouldn’t we?”
Yours is for you – A poem of reflection
The path traveled is – My own. Those lessons procured – My own. The strength exerted – My own. The manifestion of that which empowers me – My own. That revelation of grace – My own. Arriving at that place of consequence knowing that it is right those burdens and triumphs that oscillate with aggravatingContinue reading “Yours is for you – A poem of reflection”
Friends versus Sycophants
If your strength abandoned me in my struggle, it should be absent in my rebirth.
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