07 Apr
We choose what is shown
Unless taken from us…
In the heart of the strong
No concubine nor servants tread
Those who stand beside us
have nothing to dread.
We only rule one throne
that of our own
We only give and take
What is offered
The grace of giving
…expecting nothing
There lies our power
Being selfish
with our own energy
Is our right!
The strong are the vulnerable
In matters of the heart
But strength can be found by
being selective…
We all must create a fortress
for the good of the machine
Surface strength lies in the
brick and mortar
Deep strength lies with what
we are willing to let in
Doing what must be done
Once the choices are made
This fortress shall protect
The selected vulnerability
Which is the grace of humanity
Vulnerability must never
be confused with weakness
It just allows entry
Into our personal fortress
Think carefully, choose wisely
But above all keep yourself
It’s the inside, not the shell
that houses the soul
To steal is a weakness
To defend; pure instinct
Those who enter uninvited
will suffer the consequences
So choose your wars wisely
I have a hammer next to my bed
freya
(yeah not really poetry, just thoughts expressed pertaining to more than one subject)
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“For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For those who don’t believe, no proof is possible.” ~S Chase
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