Saturday, September 1, 2012



Toti O’Brien

November

No we didn’t all come
with the same load
for some it was
heavier.
 
For some war never
stopped. Some
never stopped
running.
 
Always I’ve been
in arms brother I
struggled I left
behind
 
myself burning
ruins hardly
escaping the
chasms
 
‘n their jaws wide
open. Always
I felt the
enemy
 
close the iron
fist bound to
smother me
at once.
 
I’ve been scared
I confess although
I wore my mask
‘n my armor.
 
‘N the behaved
poise of the hero
that alas
I wasn’t.

1 comment:

  1. Your words are for the lot of human kind. I think that the sheer fact that we are born human we have a survival mode that cries out for us to be something that does not come instinctively to us. Thank you for your words.

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