Frailty Thy Name Is

Written by: Bernadette Langer

Frailty, thy name is oft mistaken 
By those who seek triumph over weak 
Burning with hatred's lone desire
To conquer the very mild and meek 

Yet Frailty knows strength resides inside 
Falling in tears from eyes filled with pain
In suffering, strength does truly lie 
From this strength, Frailty derives its name

One must carry the burdens of life 
Bearing painful scars upon one's soul
For to feel the pain of your brother 
Instills the strength of both young and old

Knowledge gained through the harshest of times 
Provides the deep well from which to draw
Lending the stiff fortitude needed 
From Frailty's hidden depths, strength will claw

Tis true that Frailty is redemption
To feel, is what heart was meant to do
Without Frailty, heaven disappears
And Hell-fires, will only burn for you 

Frailty, thy name is oft mistaken 
By men blinded by the strength inside
Claiming their superiority
Seeing not past their own weak divide