Fragile: Handle With Care

Fragile: Handle with Care We write in bright red On the boxes that carry Our treasured breakables Fragile….. Our human souls Wrapped in all kinds of protective material Some of which look sturdy Able to bear….. Life's daily wear and tear Others which seem so frail Not able to take Rough handling, shoving, pawing or even a shake Fragile…… I, for one, wish the world would take note Of the bright...blood red letters That with my veins' life fluid on myself I have written The delicate condition of the state of MY heart… Fragile…. Oh, reader, you whose lips now smirk For to your strong fortressed soul the label doesn't apply …or so your inner voice implies But what was that? The faint tinkling sound of shattering glass As they bounce you around, trying to make you fit The right place…. A tiny bullet word pierces the bubble wrap of your dreams Making contact with the heart of your treasure…. …With the treasure of your heart! Alas, my friend… It's too late to write the warning: It's too late to heed the warning: F r a g i l e…. Fragile… Handle with care!