The Weaker Me Poem by Kyle Shield Laster
The Weaker Me
My right side is the stronger
Of this body that I own.
All through the day it guides me;
A dependence I have grown:
Writes the cheques I cannot cash,
And blocks the blessed rain,
Washes me and feeds me,
But it doesn't heal the pain.
My left side is the weaker
Of this body that I own.
All through the night it hides me;
The only love that I have known:
Holds a knife while shaking
And the pain it takes away.
Left tries all to free me,
But my right side wants to stay.
This is a very good description of our alta ego Kyle, we all have one and have this constant struggle to overcome too, so the poem has a universal appeal imo. Checks should be 'cheques'. You are very young to be able to recognise this internal struggle and may your right side always win the battle. If I was rating anymore, I'd give you 9. Keep writing, Tai
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 11:10:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Second time this week... (all what Tai says) ... I add.. you will make a strength of your perceived weakness in time.... it's the recognition that is the hardest part... you are already there IMO.. aroha