RIC S. BASTASA
It Is Beautiful. Your Name Is Their Fear. - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA
it is the pain that changes you.
you have turned into a beauty.
you have become too careful
about how a word shall be used.
your hands kept restrained
you just don't touch anything.
you molt. Shed off an old skin.
for a moment you are helpless
but only for a short time.
when the pain is over you have
new snake in this forest
shrewd, and ready to bite.
it is beautiful.
your name is their fear.
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