Stand tall in the midst of each stinging stare
Savor the indignation of rejection
Each wayward soul will one day find
A heart laid bare for reflection
Contradiction casts a defiant tang
And longs for exhalation.
This snare snaps shut
And entraps an entire rebellious little nation
Judgments pierce into your core
Witness each cruel inspection
Arrows aimed in your midst
Surrendered distress at detection
Give attention to that callous voice
and deny each imperfection
Hold fast onto your guarded truth
And stumble with introspection
Today’s topic denial.
Rolling strong Ann Marie. So nice to have you back.
Thanks my friend…it feels good to be back.
Well done! You had me with that second line “the indignation of rejection”…
thank you…your words are inspiring..
i like the rhythm of your poem.
Thank you
This was good. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you…I am glad that you enjoyed it.