unwavering faith

faith hasn’t wavered
mind struggles to understand
absorb losses from body blows
pelting of words that cut to the bone
how to salve and anoint
at the same time
why do they say
only the good die young
are old ones bad?
cliches and fallacies
fallacies and cliches
have taken so much
on the chin – yet
it remains without cleft
round and insouciant
do what you will destiny
I’ll stay
my freedom
was hard won
so was serenity
unwilling to dismantle
either – so carry on with
whatever you’ve in store for me
I dare you !
I’ll never be done
until am finally
done in by
a final exhalation
drawn at behest
of my eternal


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