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when inadequacy
comes knocking
who will shove it off the stoop?
when the self importance of this world
makes the air thick
who will slice it thin with humility?
who is that entity of selflessness
sneaking behind the walls,
crouching slowly?
will rays of discouragement,
worthlessness, and the like
burn the skin beyond repair?
I see sadness, but smiles abound.
Happy but hungry,
how can it be?
Faith, love, and you-
respectively.
Copyright © Gabriella Giarrano | Year Posted 2006
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