Monday, July 27, 2009

Promise Is A Pending Lie

If I am scared to put my breath to flame
It is because the embers linger too near
And the possibility of ignition overwhelms
When I display passivity towards this dwindling
I am simply exercising caution and
Respect for the mistakingly controlled

Everything can burn too bright
And we will be left blinded by
The distrust and misconceptions

If I hesitate to strike this match
It is because my prayers to dampen may not suffice
And so freely do you douce with fuel
Where I stand may be an indicator
Of the comfort I so clearly lack
Where there was once a welcomed spark

Anything can catch too soon
And we will be left with burns and
Scars that serve as reminders

Of a time that is not forgotten

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