Riddled In Fear Poem by Sarah Sisson
Riddled In Fear
I wonder why I am riddled
in fear when I am a fierce
woman of stature. All the
contradictions apply in this
confusion of self. I am a
bronze warrior that is meek
and silly. A major that has
no fleet. Then I rise from
an unturned sheet that has
hidden my challenge of worth.
I must go forth and tame
the beast that is me.
Copyright 01-12-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson
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