The colossus of all that there is to forgive,
Meanings of nothing, to the blind and arrogant
The weakness perceived, propelling beyond guilt.
Perverted are the rules of truth and honour-
The mass hysteria of dignity against rebellion;
Seethe, seethe and learn to no longer grieve.
Feeding off, of the energies of indignation,
Growing wings to bring about a resolution.
Through redemption and a shameless self-love,
Piece by piece, the wounded heart sewn together-
From the livid marks, collected as seared burns,
Lacerated into scars onto the floor of the soul
Broken and discarded, like debris to be cleaned.
J.Bibi
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