Wednesday, July 06, 2005

flaws fought are still flaws

If you bear12 pounds of darkness
and fight it down to three,
they'll blame you for carrying
those still left to see.
Take 5 blows from the lead fist
of your own body's state
Bounce back, fight back all you want,
every bruise is your mistake.

Doesn't matter how you fight to stand
if now and then you fall.
doesn't matter if it's not your fault
if it is still your flaw.

Babies, be born healthy.
children, be not hurt.
lest you be also without
understanding, love, and worth.

1 Comments:

Blogger iamnasra said...

Im glad to pass by your blog..loved this poem...keep up writing

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