In Submission or Non-Compliance, I Face My Shadow
In submission, on knees and beaten,
once again, sadly I win,
faced myself with sword in hand,
battled hard in blood and sand
and stand I do in victory,
I, myself slain in mystery
of all I know to undermine
my shadow.
Too often I face myself,
and the wars ensue, relentless,
betwixt truth and lies and compromise,
the blood letting ceases not,
and who knows what path I’ll take,
when overcome by my own fate,
and limping from the loss I’ll sate,
every lash dealt out.
Why do I contest every thought and play,
destined to fall what come may,
for someone wins and in decay
I lose as much as win,
where on the line is everything, I know,
and those seeds I sew are enigmas just like me,
if only I could see and follow
the higher road.
Just one of me is enough,
and quietly my conscience has become corrupt,
as it leads me to confrontations
that I never want, but can’t refuse the quandary,
the answer to the puzzle that is me,
and why do I sacrifice myself,
victor or loser the same result,
the very path I travel.
Tony DeLorger © 2017
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Wow! A deep look within and powerful phrasing, very emotive. Great work, Tony, on the battle with Self.
Glad you related and enjoyed my thoughts Phyllis. We struggle most with ourselves in life, I believe. Cheers!