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The Hornet's Nest
The hornet's nest buzzing inside my head growing louder with my softening footsteps If I am still, I may live to welcome peace Strangely, I have forgotten the meaning The hornet's nest symbolizes my ever present fear My quickening heartbeats are like a buzzing, disturbing my sense of self Feeling the ground shifting, I wonder, who am I? I try to quiet the noise Inside my head, the buzzing awakens my senses growing louder with each breath I have heard of fight or flight but where is the source of my fear? I respond with my softening footsteps and slow my pace I do not want to run but fear I am too cowardice to fight If I am still, my shallow breath may deepen I may live to fight my unforeseen battles with my feet planted firmly on the ground, even if my head resides in the clouds at times, to welcome peace would be a great joy Strangely, my fear has become my home These walls are not a fortress I am a prisoner I have forgotten from where my strength comes The meaning of life resides inside these walls... inside of me By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February, 25, 2012 for Et Cetera contest (Debbie Guzzi) Honorable Mention
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