Power And Pride
Incandescent translucence is not it’s nuisance
Flip a switch and thou that cannot be seen shall not itch
A glitch in the darkness it shall remain
It’s true power not yet obtained, we reach for it
Fingers grasp what it cannot hold
Torn, seared tips prints left behind
Put a shade on me I won’t go blind;
I’ll still be true and kind.
(2012)
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