Edmund V. Strolis
Are You Tin Or Titanium? - Poem by Edmund V. Strolis
Step lightly around this mine field
Of insecure beings
Dear reader how is your mettle?
Are you tin or titanium?
What goes on there back stage
In your green room
Where you primp before the mirror
What do you reflect?
If I call you out will you rage?
Or like a violet shrink
Will you fume and shoot the messenger
Or take it to your grave
Rare is the person so self contained
Flexible and secure
Rare is the one who can stomach the barbs
Yes, I know you SAY you do.
If it helps you I will avert my eyes
And pretend not to see
Your ego bruised by imagined sleights
Thin skin hurt so easily
Bluster, beauty, material trappings
Well honed appearances
We are weakened by our lack of will
Shaken by our doubts.
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