A THOUSAND DEATH

 

I bereave this path,

for I have found death on every footprint that courage left behind.

there is woe in a pregnant womb that refuses to deliver.

for they are plagued by many miscarriages

and forced to make death a regular companion.

my tears are dried up,

for I have cried them at the wake of the weak

who died a thousand death from a thousand fret,

that left them unwilling to fight fear and face danger,

like an impotent organ gently stroked by foreign hands. 

who shall teach a man to rage

and show him the courage to wage war against death,

when he refuses to give birth to the many suns that could help him rise.

for they have bound themselves to their graves,

and their crave is not just brave enough to break free.

I bereave this path,

for a thousand death emerges from a thousand steps

every time courage retreats.

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