Choice

E Naughton

You rise above the darkness

Don’t even ask my name.

I never caught yours either,

Still, I think I know your game.

 

I’ve met you more than once or twice,

And ran to dodge the pain.

But maybe now I’ll face you,

Might even catch your name.

 

For if I sit and listen,

And let you have your say,

You might not haunt me like before,

You’d more likely fade than stay.

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Clever and fun this poem teases the reader to confront and take more lightly fear and evil. Well done

  • Poetic Licence

    I like this, asking the reader to have a different approach when facing fears or things we don't like, enjoyed the read



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