Sunday, August 7, 2016

Critic

I recognized within myself
the moment
when I became a stranger
as the words I spoke
did not match
my integrity

toxic fumes
poisoned the air
where my words hung
an aerial infection

but I am not patient zero
sickness infiltrated me
from the mouth of another

I remember now
the power of elders
to influence the young.

I refuse to reflect
dim lights flickering
before they're extinguished

I rejoice in kindness

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