Remission
Even if my fondest wishes are met.
I can't go back.
I will have caged a tiger but there will always be that tiger and I will never let it out.
Vigilance is my defense and having seen the destruction of this beast,
I can never consider myself safe.
There is a type of remission but having seen its cold yellow eyes, I think not.
There is a type of remission but having seen its cold yellow eyes, I think not.
I can not ever go back.
My innocence is lost in that regard but is that so bad?
I have played carelessly in a dangerous place and been mauled.
Now I know this place and wish to forever avoid it.
I have lost my ignorance but why would I wish to reclaim it whilst a tiger paces near by.
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This is so true, for more than just diabetes. I really like the tiger metaphor. Well done.
ReplyDeleteHere here. This claims truth with all tigers in life. I have played this out many times in my life on many fronts. You words ring home..true, true, true......thank you for the reminder. i will keep it in front of my soul.
ReplyDeleteMichael, I would like to share your remission poem with other FaceBook Diabetes groups that I belong too. With your credit and permission. I will wait for your response. andreboco@yahoo.com...Thank you again for the work of art. Andre
ReplyDeleteGoodd reading
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