We Walk On Poem by Piccola Topo Gigio
We Walk On
After being let down, lied to, and hurt, so many a, & often time,
The pain becomes but a distant thing.
When nothing seems to affect the elephant's skin.
What a prowess it must certainly be,
To look life in the eye; angry.
And yet, still be able to put up, a most magnificent smile.
- September 8,2010 -
Thursday, September 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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4/24/2024 3:31:42 AM # 1.0.0.1119
'The pain becomes a distant thing'. These lines remind me of an Urdu Poet who wrote 'When the pain becomes unbearable, it turns out to be a cure for itself. Thanks.