Frailty Amongst The Lies

Rum and Robots

Poem by Joni Caggiano – Picture by Pexels

Frailty the stuff of life where burdens lie, and people bury
Unsung songs, misery, and grave hardships twice we carry

Bruises moving like brown tadpoles in a dry southern creek
Voices shallow telling lies like traitors when they dare speak

My heart is broken by daggers thrown from a vengeful voice
Choosing kindness gifted in golden threads is an angel’s choice

Tenderness lies bound upon my shoulder like a wounded thing
As bitter words fly with angry winds and birds that cannot sing

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