Let pride be damned this once
And then be damned again, and again
Until my peace be returned to me
And my soul is fully assuaged
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Exceptionally beautiful articulation. Adversity affects but it cannot take away the spring of life. Crows who feigned ignorance at my birth And cawed in jubilation at my demise I seek the hand of my murderers / So long as I get a good night’s sleep.
Well articulated piece of poetry, insightfully penned with conviction. Good night's sleep means peace of mind which is a continued Xmas. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
Wow. Reading this again for the first time five years later. I really cannot believe I wrote this, nor can I understand the depth from which the words emanated. Really nice.