Impulsiveness

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Not all of us will or can escape

Tragedies stalking us as prey

Most use a vociferous fashion

Psychological tactic for pleasure

Some simply mimic a mere whisper

Formless to our blind forefront

Calamities birth collateral damage

Survivors will be truly scarred

Too often in more ways than one

But none as badly as our hearts

Adolescent love rarely survives

Unleashed everchanging hormones

That run ruck shot over any logic

Seeking to temper their… force of nature

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Ascribe Where flight became stalled Because fear stood its ground There- is where I- was reborn Where I relearned my reality As broken fragments of a self Where I’ve seen the unveilings Of time, truth, and Holy love Where angels cried and wept For my salvation and healing And I- wept along with them Where fire seared my mission Forged into my soul as passion A combatant for the wounded Of humanities silenced…truths Poet of the Light © 2023 I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone as a friend until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with others, like-minded artists, or writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light

Published October 6, 2021