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Allowance To the Rival

I recall desiring dismal disaster
As tension tightened and negative neurons swarmed like hornets 
Over honey not made by them
But by the very enemy

I do not believe my rival became what it was
Till I allowed him in
Willingly, and wittingly

Feeling foreign claws clamp around me
Scratching my untouched skin
To feel what it was like absorbed in that knowing grin

I had not thought it over how it would actually end…
Until it began


-found this poem among some forgotten verses-

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Justin Bordner

Date: 6/2/2014 8:20:00 PM

I love the pensive logic of this Fate Laura. It is best to welcome, and love our rivals, for it is through them that we test our mettle, and if we stumble before them then at least we know what needs to bedone to become greater. The wisdom in the final line is familiar to me, sometimes we trade vision for hope. I admire the original, dynamic vision in the first verse along with the delicious alliteration. Thank your rival if you believe in yourself. J.A.B.