A Portrait Of Courage Poem by Erwin Maramat

No sweeter than a shrapnel or a bullet burrowing deep into a flesh

if for freedom taken;

if for once dear Justice refuse to be bought.

I painted the moon with you in mind

dear brother,

who as I am was a seed dislodged from a tree

from afar

made to sail the skies

and by life

handed a blank canvas

that demanded bold strokes

from the likes of us

called to

bare our souls.

Dear brother,

your eyes kissed the earth with no shame in them,

for you were forthcoming,

when a coward held you at gunpoint

all you said was forgive.

I painted the moon with you in mind,

not that the night is here,

but to adulate the thought

that light is most beautiful

when darkness cannot subdue it.

—Erwin D Maramat/Erwinism

Facebook: yourerwinism

Instagram: realerwinism

erwinismwisdom.wordpress.com