The Enemy Within
My favorite emotion:
To hold a grudge close to my heart,
I fuel it, keep it alive;
It paces my mind back and forth like a caged tiger,
Like the restless sea I never let it be
Lashing and roaring like crashing waves.
I carry the grudge like a cross
and wear it like a crown of thorns.
Each slight, each insult
is driven into my body like a nail.
Like a devout believer I keep my wounds alive
by constant chanting and the ritual of remembrance…
knowing full well there’d be hell to pay if I fulfilled it.
Something is beginning to corrode inside me,
Skeptical about good deeds, suspicious of generosity
I feel the years wearing on me nursing a grudge.
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Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2021
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