You are the transition
the next person
a go between that is in
multiple roles
the one there
even with no care to
notice.
You put out the fires
with hose water
to make ashes from
smoldered embers
others had no
clue that you were
blazing.
You hold it down
the rescue team
the lifeboat floats
with a strong anchor
for a sweet hero
a meek reserve one
like you.
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Author:
apete90 (
Offline) - Published: October 20th, 2026 00:51
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Comments1
There is an applause for a hero in this poem that somehow leaves a feeling of deception in feigned meekness. Well done
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