Human Frailty and the Caged BirdA Poem by BexWeakness is a state of mind and it takes many forms…. It is love, lust, hatred, beauty, indifference, sadness, pain and greed Anything that we allow to break us Emotion that seeps inside us and destroys who we thought we were. The realization that we’ve lost something That something is no longer right When our spirits seem to be broken That epiphany is our weakness when we succumb to its circumstance…. Retribution is sought by our own guilt In this we find only sorrow and within the confines of that gilded cage we find our own hell. Weakness is of the divine We become who we are by conquering the mortality of our frailty. Defeat what is human and breathe liberation © 2008 Bex |
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Added on April 5, 2008 AuthorBexTXAbouti fell down the rabbit hole and i haven't been able to crawl my way out In our minds eye we are different than what our skin allows us to be more..Writing
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