Thursday, May 10, 2012

The possibility of growth

Did you hear that?
The subtle lifting of the hazy dirge
That smothers and stilts the soul into submission
No matter the number of push-ups
And sit-ups it strives to strengthen itself with
Through the years
Weighted by fears that should diminish, not grow
Over time, yet the sublime
Passion that youth hefts (un)knowingly (un)toward
A life promised to fulfill and protect
Still finds itself subject
To and of the opposite of the Disney tale
Force-fed, led through 
And behind the curtain they should have mentioned
To begin with?


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