February 4, 2013


You gave me power
Then you stripped me of it.
I sought the return
So I earned a new one.
Its volatile nature
Made it useless
The lesson here
Had me crushed.
Tempted by blood,
Resisted by heart.
Progress like sloth,
But the tree is finite.
Molded in moral
A new power grew
And I didn't even
Have to sharpen a blade.

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