Monday, July 11, 2011

The Sickness 3/2/11

He longed to be
Ranked a hero
But see,
His heart was weak

His heart was weak
And his mind was weak
And in public
He dared not speak

The fear of pain
That sudden weakness
Was like a chain
Around his spirit

Chained and pained
His character was stained
For to be a hero
Cannot be feigned


InkPaperPen said...

Hi there. Thanks for visiting and following my blog. I have just been reading your poems/posts. Very interesting. My favorite in this piece is the sudden weakness being a chain around his spirit. It has me picturing a black snake coiled around somebody.

Heaven said...

Sometimes to be hero, you need to be brave, inside and out. And yes, it can't be feigned...

Robert Lloyd said...

I think this piece has a lot to offer. The longing to be a hero is just the beginning. Your poem made me wonder about all the fake heroes out there. Thank you for sharing.

Poetry of the Day said...

great great post! +1

Morning said...