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So, life

I weaponize my words with venom Seared with truth Laced with honor They cannot endure without the antidote of denial Nour can they bare the scars of reluctance They squander their hope on impunity They measure their joy in frailty How can we as they live when they question their own life?

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Beata Agustin

Date: 3/6/2024 8:20:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.