Unshaken. Poem by Luke Curcio

Unshaken.



He gives a smirk.

Confidence unshaken.

Shame stares into his soul.

He stands his ground.

Am I ruined? It moves for the kill.

He closes his eyes. He gives a chuckle.

Breath. Head up. Hands steady. Feet ready.

Death smiles at us all. All one can is smile back.

Sunday, November 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: confidence
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