One shall not
Harm you……
Is gullible.
Weakness grows
Like acorns do-
An inch a day
For many miles.
It begins
With decisions;
What to extend,
What to revoke
What to plant,
What to fan,
What to resuscitate,
And what to reveal-
To sunlight.
Uproot what is
Choking.
Sear your lips
With silence.
Fly your kit
Into a tree,
And reclaim it,
Even if torn.
Speak and write
With blood.
It doesn't require
Much thought.
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